"The will of your lineage cannot represent the will of the entire academy."
Xiao Mo said angrily, his gaze dark and scolding.
"First kill this Qin Hao. Once his death becomes a fact, no one will oppose. Even the strongest Demon Lord won't settle scores with his own brother over an ant that hasn't grown up yet."
With a smile on his face, Meng Quan wasn't worried at all.
Xiao Mo's face was ashen, but internally he was a bit flustered.
The strongest Demon Lord's brother was the ancestor of Meng Quan's lineage, and this order was actually given by them.
If that was really the case, Qin Hao's situation was indeed a bit dangerous.
Qin Hao, however, didn't worry at all, a faint smile on his face.
"This way, I have nothing to hold back, and I can kill all of you." Qin Hao said indifferently, as if the people in front of him were nothing but sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Xiao Mo wanted to say something, but seeing the gradually cold gaze of Qin Hao, he instantly shut his mouth.
