"She cannot go with you."
The man's plain white robe fluttered lightly in the wind, his pace neither hurried nor slow, yet his tone was resolute.
The Twelve Elders couldn't help but look over. Who was it that dared to question their decision?
Upon seeing it was a White Robe Tutor, the Seventh Elder sneered, "Dean, since when do your academy's teachers dare to break the rules?"
In his eyes, even the Second Elder was nothing significant, let alone a mere tutor, whom he didn't consider worthy of attention.
The dean, an old man, broke out in cold sweat, offering an explanation, "Tu Tutor is the Divine Academy's only ninth-level White Robe Great Tutor..."
The hierarchy was red robes below white robes.
And the white robes were divided into nine levels, with only the highest level worthy of the title Great Tutor.
This man was the highest existence among tutors.
