Using one's own reputation to wipe the school's ass—in this day and age, how many professors are actually willing to do that?
Sadar Brandi?
Or Dasha Harry?
Or perhaps Alfesenie Hatton?
Obviously, none of these people would do.
Thinking of this,
William Whewell couldn't help but rub his temples, feeling a bit irritable.
"What a headache..."
Just at that moment,
Werner's voice suddenly came from outside the room:
"Master Dean, the university's new Lucas Professor wants to see you."
"The new Lucas Professor?"
William Whewell was slightly taken aback, then his eyes suddenly brightened.
That's right.
How could he forget about this professor?
He immediately signaled Thomson to have Xu Yun and the others sit down, and at the same time spoke to Werner outside:
"Let him in, Werner."
"Certainly, Master Dean."
A moment later,
The door was pushed open again.
A man in his thirties, with a full beard and a bit of a Wolverine vibe, hurried in:
