In the office, even the high and mighty can feel the chill of being at the top.
Edward seemed tired. As a Martial Emperor, a mere sneeze from him could send Wang Zhan to his death. Yet now, he appeared to be lacking his former aura.
The people behind him looked at each other in silence. The atmosphere was heavy, and no one dared to speak.
Could it be that the decline of the Martial Arts Academy is their fault? Even if William and Ally hadn't ranked on the Federation's Genius List, they were still the Royal Family's privately nurtured top talents. Who could have expected them to lose to Wang Zhan? Besides, they aren't the ones in charge of the Royal Martial Arts Academy now!
Edward turned around, looking at the resentment and fear on everyone's faces, yet there wasn't a shred of shame. This sight made his back sag slightly, and a newfound understanding dawned on him as his gaze swept across the walls, where the honors of the Royal Martial Arts Academy hung.
