Professor Emma tugged at the corners of her mouth.
She revealed a trace of mockery.
But ultimately said nothing more.
Old Yao seemed to want to make a joke to lighten the mood, but before he could open his mouth, he was stunned looking in another direction with a somewhat strange expression.
Professor Emma's mocking voice finally sounded.
"How interesting."
She glanced toward the west, then the north, her voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger: "Last time during the Battle of the Black Prison, the Dark Council was sneaky and malicious, and now they're bold enough to show up again! Do they really think that with the principal absent, the school is like a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch at will?"
Elder Ruoyu twisted his cane in his hand.
At the end of the Battle of the Black Prison, it was he who reconciled with the Dark Council Chairman. In a sense, he vouched for the Dark Council. Now, their arrival at such a sensitive time also left him a bit embarrassed.
