A burst of laughter erupted, and the expressions of the five people on stage changed. Little Tiger was about to fly into a rage but was stopped by Qing Lei.
"We must learn to be tolerant of ignorant youngsters."
Qing Lei's composure quickly calmed everyone. Little Tiger shot a cold glance below, slowly unclenching his fists. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Brother Qing Lei is right. If Brother Mu Chen were here, they'd realize just how childish they're being."
Qing Lei hummed in affirmation. His expression didn't change, but he was secretly impressed. 'Little Tiger's temper has really mellowed out. In the past, he would have already charged down there.'
Zhun Cang was still on the high platform, giving an encouraging speech to the students. Behind it, however, an old man in black robes sighed and said anxiously to the woman beside him, "That brat Mu Chen took advantage of my absence to leave the academy on his own. Xiaoyun, you were there. Why didn't you stop him?"
