Super War God in the City-Chapter 650 Uprising

"Heh, drop it. I'm not that foolish. We just need to stir up a little wind, create some momentum on the side," Kong Yin nodded and said.

In the Dean's office.

"Dean, Ling Fan's death has been confirmed without a doubt. Shouldn't we reclaim the speech rights in Zhongnan? Are we meant to serve that lad's family and friends for all eternity?" one of the Elders who transmit skills stepped forward and said gravely.

"Yes, Dean. All the academy disciples are now petitioning spontaneously, demanding an explanation from the academy. This shows the depth of the people's indignation!" Elder Wan Long said with a salute.

"Dean, don't hesitate any longer. It's time to expel all Ling Fan's subordinates from the academy. Our Zhongnan Academy should return to the proper order and rules!" Elder Lian Cheng added.

"Dean, we understand that it's hard for you to lose face and seem disloyal and dishonorable by driving people away.

But the entire academy is in turmoil, and suppressing it won't work; it will only cause a greater backlash!

The actions of the academy must win people's support. Otherwise, if the people's hearts are scattered, the academy is finished. Even recruitment in the future will find no takers!" Elder Wei Ling spoke earnestly.

"Dean, if you feel uneasy about doing it yourself, allow us to take the lead!" Gu Bin spoke up.

Ge Wen looked at the others, saw the consensus, and took a deep breath, "Gentlemen, since the entire academy has concerns, go and soothe them, but don't go too far. I won't show my face!"

Upon hearing this, the others were inwardly overjoyed, praising the Dean's wisdom before departing one after another.

Watching everyone leave the room, Ge Wen felt somewhat conflicted. But what everyone said was not without reason, and he found it hard to refute them at the moment!

Additionally, he also had his own plans, thinking of stepping in to help in a critical moment of danger, which could perhaps be used as a bargaining chip to have them yield the secrets of their Cultivation Techniques.

At this time, Elder Wan Long and a group of Elders appeared in the academy, approaching the crowd.

Seeing the mass of petitioning disciples before them, they spoke out clearly, "Quiet down, everyone. After careful consideration of your petition, the academy has decided to give you all an answer—we will ask the people under Ling Fan to leave the academy!"

With these words, applause thundered through the crowd.

"The academy is wise, the headmaster is wise, the elders are wise!" someone immediately shouted.

"The academy hasn't distributed resources to us for a long time, and we haven't even had the chance to touch the cultivation secret chambers!" another Hidden Dragon Institute disciple complained angrily.

"Exactly, we can't just let them go; they have to regurgitate all the resources they've hoarded and wasted!" yet another person clamored.

At this moment, Qi He rushed over with Wu Rao, Zhong Rong, Zheng Yu, and a few other disciples. Seeing the scene that unfolded before them, their expressions changed drastically.

"Hold on, what are you trying to do? Do you want to start a rebellion? Young Master Ling's life and death are unknown, and yet you commit such heartless acts?" Qi He scolded coldly.

Wu Rao and the others also had unpleasant expressions. Various voices from the academy had already been making waves for a while.

They knew that if Ling Fan did not return soon or if no good news came, it was only a matter of time before the situation turned dire.

As expected, after nearly a month of brewing, the emotions of the people finally erupted.

The crowd from the academy, looking at Qi He and the others blocking their way, had a slight change in their expressions. Qi He's status was now second only to the headmaster, so they regarded him differently than before and had some concerns!

Elder Wan Long and several other elders, upon seeing Qi He stepping forward, immediately let out a cold laugh, "Old Ghost Qi, now that Ling Fan is dead, what do you think you are?

Still daring to swagger before us? If Ling Fan were alive, maybe we would respect you a bit, but now, you better get lost where you belong!"

Everyone had been disgruntled about Qi He suddenly climbing above them, but due to their fear of Ling Fan, they had to endure it while being inwardly resentful.

Now that the Ling Fan, their big tree, had fallen, who would regard Qi He!

"You... Wan Long, when Young Master Ling comes back, you'll regret it!" Qi He's face turned red as he clenched his teeth and said coldly.

"Hahaha, Qi He, have you lost your damn mind? That guy was blown to ash, and you still dream he's coming back?

If you want to have delusions, go off to the side and do it. If you don't get out of the damn way, don't blame us for being ruthless!" Wan Long took a step forward immediately, his gaze stern as he stared at Qi He, ready to take action at any disagreement.

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His favored disciple Chao Liang, who Ling Fan had killed, always weighed heavily on his heart. If anyone harbored the deepest hatred towards Qi He and Ling Fan, it would be him!

"Master, a wise man does not eat the loss before his eyes, step back!" Zhong Rong took a deep breath and tugged at Qi He, whispering to urge him.

Wu Rao glanced at the dense, indignant crowd and also inhaled sharply.

"Master, we'll see how things go before we act; being the target of public criticism now, we should avoid direct conflict. We must act according to the situation!" Wu Rao subtly reminded.

As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind. Previously, they had made a name for themselves because of Ling Fan, but now that the momentum had been lost, they had suddenly become a kicked dog. Such was reality.

Qi He's face turned ashen, and with a cold huff, he stood sullenly to the side.

"Hmph, he who knows the times is a wise man; at least you know your place!" Elder Wan Long sneered, taking the lead with the others, they charged furiously towards the place where Xiao Chubing and others were cultivating.

Qi He and his disciples stood aside, watching the surging crowd that seemed to be on the brink of uprising!

The few exchanged glances, then followed; at a critical time, they could not stand idly by!