Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 512: No! This is not the First Academy I imagined

Chapter 512: Chapter 512: No! This is not the First Academy I imagined

"Two brothers, could you please go and report to the Dean?"

"Just say that this year’s second batch of students, Lu Xiao, suffered bullying and unfair treatment and wants the Dean to uphold justice."

"If the Dean doesn’t come, tell him I’ll just keep lying here and won’t get up."

Lu Xiao said to the two guards.

The muscles on the guards’ faces twitched, damn, how could there be such a shameless fellow.

To throw a tantrum like this on the spot.

"Wait here." The two guards exchanged glances, then decided to go and report.

They had no choice; if Lu Xiao had barged in, they could have taken action.

But did Lu Xiao barge in? No, he just lay at the entrance to the courtyard.

In the absence of an excuse to take physical action, they could only go and report; what else could they do? Let the guy keep lying there and keep wailing? That wouldn’t be good for their image.

The Dean, they knew, although not usually involved in day-to-day affairs, did care a lot about his reputation.

About seven or eight minutes later, the guard who had gone to report came running back.

And with him, there was a small old man with grizzled hair.

The old man was neatly dressed, and his hair was groomed clean and tidy.

Especially his eyes, which were not like those of an old man at all—clear, spirited, with a sharp edge to them.

"We meet the Dean." A group of freshmen immediately bowed to the small old man.

As for Lu Xiao, he was still lying on the ground, not even moving a muscle.

"Hello, I am Zhan Qingyun." The small old man nodded to the students, then looked down at Lu Xiao on the ground, "Young man, is it you who has a grievance to bring to me?"

Hearing Zhan Qingyun’s inquiry, Lu Xiao slowly got up, albeit reluctantly.

But he didn’t stand; he just sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Zhan Qingyun with a forlorn expression.

"Yes, dear Dean, my name is Lu Xiao; I am suffering, I am wronged."

"You don’t know how hard I worked to get into First Academy. I practiced from dawn to dusk every day, all to one day step into this place."

"Finally, after my endless efforts, I barely made it into the Academy by the skin of my teeth, solely through my own abilities."

Lu Xiao spoke rapidly.

The new students around him were dumbfounded; damn, Lu Xiao, you sure know how to spin a tale.

You barely made it, my ass. You’re in the Transcendence Realm, and you simply fought Li Qing in a single bout and got in just like that.

"I thought that after entering the Academy, what I would see would still be excellence and professionalism."

"But I was wrong. Once I joined the Academy, as a second batch student, my every move was hindered, and each step was a struggle."

"Even going to the Internal Affairs Office to collect daily necessities was met with obstacles and humiliation."

"They called us trash, waste, and threw all our things to the ground for us to pick up."

"I didn’t want to pick them up, and they even threatened to ruin my Cultivation."

"This! This isn’t the First Academy I imagined; this should not be happening in the sacred First Academy!"

Lu Xiao’s voice was filled with intense disappointment and pain.

All around, everyone fell silent.

Though Lu Xiao was somewhat performative, the new students felt that the message was clear.

Lu Xiao hadn’t exaggerated one bit; the Internal Affairs Office was just being that way to them.

If it weren’t for Lu Xiao’s formidable strength... well, by now he’d probably have his Cultivation ruined and be thrown out of the Academy.

Zhan Qingyun’s face also showed some displeasure. He was aware that the second batch of students weren’t well regarded.

But the difficulties and threats from the Internal Affairs Office were something he was truly unaware of.

To even consider ruining a student’s Cultivation!

If what Lu Xiao said was true, then the Internal Affairs Office was indeed out of control.

Even he, the Dean, didn’t have the authority or the right to ruin any student’s Cultivation.