Jun Susu's gaze towards Ling Yang became hostile, even angry.
Insolent.
Indeed, she had admired Ling Yang's terrifying Martial Arts Talent before, but that didn't mean Ling Yang could act so presumptuously.
She held tremendous respect for her Master, Song Sheshan.
Ling Yang's current skepticism ignited a huge animosity in her.
"Because he is qualified!" Song Sheshan said flatly.
Bluntly.
There was no reserve or modesty.
Not to mention being a True Institute Disciple; if Ye Tian was willing, if he was interested, the current Dean would probably gladly give Ye Tian the position.
Ling Yang was practically fuming!
Qualified?
How is he qualified?
If Ye Tian is qualified, then Ling Yang certainly is even more qualified.
Ling Yang felt that Song Sheshan's mind was probably flawed, and his judgment poor.
The word "anger" was practically written all over Ling Yang's face.
