"Teacher Qin, are you really going to do this!"
Lu Yuwei stared at Qin Ya, her pretty face filled with a cold fury.
"Kneel, apologize, and cripple one of your arms."
Qin Ya repeated coldly. A flash of light emanated from his hand, and a long spear—pitch-black, with a ferocious flood dragon coiled around its head—materialized in his grasp. His eyes flashed with an icy light. "Or, I'll do it myself!"
"Teacher Qin, don't push it too far. Such actions are a disgrace to your status as an Academy teacher," Lu Yuwei said coldly.
"'Status?'" Qin Ya couldn't help but sneer. "You're a master on the Hidden Dragon List and captain of the Celestial Star Squad, yet you brought this many people to bully a few Profound Origin Realm freshmen. And now you have the nerve to talk to me about status? Ridiculous!"
Qin Ya shook his head. "Forget it. More words are useless."
