In the early morning of the academy, there were very few people, and the air was very good.
Strolling along the tree-lined avenue, Su Yu did not feel good at all. On the contrary, he felt a little bad.
He was thinking, what is Wan Tiansheng Thinking?
Now that the divine arts department had fallen into such a state, it was no longer a simple matter of competition. It even involved life and death. As the head of the Academy, Wan Tiansheng did not care about this at all?
Was he only looking at his own land? Outside the academy, was he going to allow others to do as they pleased?
Was the myriad sage not even going to care about the participation of some outsiders?
If this went on, how much prestige would the Grand Xia Academy still have?
Su Yu was thinking, if he were to stand in the perspective of the myriad sage, what would he do? What should he do?