Soon, an instructor from the White Dragon Academy noticed the commotion. The gateway was a scenic spot of the academy, and seeing it defiled by such filth, he flew into a rage.
"Dong Jianyang! How dare you!"
"Teacher… I… BLECH!"
Another round of sickening retching sounds followed.
The remaining student had no time to worry about Yang Jing now. Without even stopping to recover his Magical Power, he snuck down the mountain alone.
He had a reason, of course. It was his and Dong Jianyang's turn to guard the mountain, and the gate couldn't be left unattended.
"Fellow Daoist Dong, does Brother Xiji have any close friends in the academy? Please take us to find one of them."
Yang Jing said to Dong Qingtao.
