章節 62: Empire’s Divine Weapon

More than ten minutes before Fang Xingjian and Kaunitz would start their battle, Huang Lin was rushing excitedly towards the Headmaster’s office.

He wanted to tell the Headmaster that Fang Xingjian had successfully completed the transition and had become a Windstorm Sword Hero.

However, the very moment he dashed into the office, the scene before him made him slightly furrow his brows.

A grandly dressed white-haired woman was sitting with poise face to face with the Headmaster. The woman’s brows were very thick and dense, but her eyes were elongated and thin like a fox’s. Her face, filled with wrinkles, was a clue that she was far from young.

Sitting next to the woman was the white-bearded old man who had doubted Fang Xingjian from the start during the third stage of the Prefectural Selection, but who had later been envious of Huang Lin for getting himself a disciple, eventually inciting his daughter to try to get closer to Fang Xingjian.