All Good Things Must Come To An End

"Curator left?"

Feng Junwu was stunned. He had seen Curator salute the crowd and bidding them farewell, so he must have departed from their city.

As expected of an expert. They came and left so easily.

Feng Junwu himself said it too.

Someone nearby echoed this sentiment too. If Curator wasn't a capable man, he would be perceived as putting on a mere act. If that was the case, he'd be executed without mercy.

Since Curator wasn't that kind of person, it was obvious that he would not invoke such a reaction.

Many were reluctant to see Curator leave. Some even looked upset and most of them were the academy's lecturers.

They wanted further explanations from Curator since some parts of his lecture were too profound for them to comprehend.

"What a pity!" muttered Zhong Zifeng under his breath.

Curator may have left, but his reputation was here to stay.

Lin Jin snuck back into Heavenly Spiral Academy in the middle of the night.