Seeing her goal achieved, Jian Mingyin naturally hooked onto Yang Yan's arm and said with a smile, "Master Dean, shouldn't you introduce our academy to little old me?"
Yang Yan felt rather helpless and had no choice but to obediently play the role of an unqualified guide.
Come to think of it, Miss Jian has already been at War God Academy for quite some time, and might even know more about the academy's structure than Yang Yan, the hands-off dean.
Yet now, she insisted on him being the guide...
Upon reflection, he understood; this was likely Jian Mingyin declaring her territory.
Yang Yan couldn't help but turn his head to glance at her.
Sure enough, there was a subtle, triumphant smile on her lips.
In fact, ever since the last battle with Venerable Iron Face, when Yang Yan returned to the academy, over ninety percent of the students could recognize his identity.
