Kyoto, Department of Education.
In a spacious office, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
On a massive light screen, a live broadcast showed everything happening at the Meridian Gate.
The moment Liu Canglan's words—"Your Jing University will be utterly annihilated right here"—were spoken.
BANG!
A loud crash.
The desk in front of Li Daoyi, crafted from hundred-year-old agarwood, was shattered by a single palm strike, instantly exploding into a shower of splinters.
His chest heaved violently, his eyes shot through with blood-red veins—a mixture of fury, indignation, and profound helplessness.
"This is too much! They've gone too far!"
He ground out the words through clenched teeth.
Beside him, the white-haired Elder Wang could only sigh helplessly at the sight before patting him on the shoulder.
"Calm down, Director Li. You... have already done your best."
