Even though it was night, the courtyard designated for the Miscellaneous Hall was brightly illuminated. The inhabitants of this place were the elders of the Miscellaneous Hall.0

“Are you done with the investigation?” Fan Yeping asked coldly, emanating a powerful murderous intent.0

“I have looked into the matter. Liu Wuxie is responsible for the deaths of numerous students, and the headmaster intends to penalize him,” a young man with a piercing gaze stood before Fan Yeping and reported.0

“Do you have the specific information on the punishment?” Fan Yeping asked. Many disciples who were punished would be demoted to the Miscellaneous Hall to take on the miscellaneous tasks as a form of punishment. If nothing went wrong, Liu Wuxie would soon be sent to the Miscellaneous Hall, falling into his hands. This meant that he could torment Liu Wuxie without restraint.0

“I received news that his punishment will be special. He won’t be demoted to the Miscellaneous Hall; you must be prepared. You won't get another chance if you don’t kill him now.” The youth’s face was concealed in the darkness, with his back facing the lamp. His face couldn’t be seen except for his sharp eyes.0

“Regardless of how he’s punished, I want him dead! Thank you for delivering the message at night,...1