The dean's eyes were gloomy, his hands were clenched into fists, and his veins were bulging: "What deal do you want to make with me?!"
Ye Qingluo curled his lips, and his eyes under the black robe were like frozen sharp blades: "Based on your current reputation in the academy, I'm afraid you can't match Si Yanmu, if you go back aboveboard, maybe Si Yanmu will bite you back .”
The dean's face darkened.
This... indeed!
He is very clear about Si Yanmu's position in the academy.
If Si Yanmu bites him back, even if he can escape today, he won't be able to escape tomorrow.
"You... what can I do?" The dean could only pin his hopes on the woman who saved his life.
Ye Qingluo smiled mysteriously: "You and Si Yanmu... have worked together for so many years, you should have something to do with him."
The dean's throat tightened: "You...how do you..."
His relationship with Si Yanmu.
Not many people know about it at all.
Why did this strange woman know about this
"You don't need to worry about how I know, what else I know, and how much I know. All in all, at present, Si Yanmu is our common goal."
Ye Qingluo replied lightly: "Now Yunxiang has also cooperated with the dark forces. If the two of them collectively insist that you belong to the dark forces, then you will be unable to argue. You are sure, you still have the mind to guess my identity?"
The dean clenched his fists.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, raised his head, and stared at her sullenly: "Okay! I won't ask you more about your identity! As long as I can secure my position as dean and let Si Yanmu and Yun Xiang step down, Even if I cooperate with the devil, I will not hesitate!"
"Devil?" Ye Qingluo laughed in a low voice, and there was a trace of lazy and ecstatic smile in his laughter, "This name suits me quite well, so...you can call me a devil."
The dean clasped his hands loudly: "I have Si Yanmu's handle in my hand, and I also have evidence that he is a member of the dark forces! You want me to disclose these evidences to the public?"
"No." Ye Qingluo smiled faintly, "If you announce it, what if Si Yanmu also presents the same evidence and bites you back? He has the support of people from the dark forces, and he can reverse black and white in minutes , and point those evidences at you."
The dean turned pale: "I... what should I do?"
"Since we have Si Yanmu's handle and evidence, we must use these things to the greatest effect." Ye Qingluo slowly approached the dean, his voice was low and full of temptation, "Yun Xiang's attack on you today is just a Opportunity to fight back..."
Listening to Ye Qingluo's whispered words, the dean's face gradually became darker, and there was a strong murderous look in his eyes, constantly surging.
Just when Ye Qingluo finished his last sentence.
At the entrance of the Shangxuan training forest, there was suddenly an extremely loud collision sound.
Ye Qingluo's expression changed slightly.
"Catch up."
The dean, who was still looking murderous just now, suddenly leaned against the tree trunk, and went limp: "How come... here, how did they find out..."
"There is a breath of mysterious yin." Ye Qingluo frowned, and his eyes suddenly locked on the wound on the dean's shoulder.
She suddenly raised her hand and landed on the dean's wound.
The dean screamed in pain, his face turned pale: "You...you..."
"Don't think too much, if I wanted your life, you would have died already." Ye Qingluo squatted down.
The palm that just landed on the back of the dean's shoulder, the blood that splashed out splashed on her handkerchief.