Unexpectedly, Guan Xilin didn't even have the intention of stopping. He pretended not to hear the voice behind him and continued walking forward.
He and Xiaojiu both have letters of recommendation from the black market. With those letters, even if they are from ninth-level countries, they can still register at Xingyun without going through the election competitions of various ninth-level countries.
In addition to the recommendation letter from the black market, Xiaojiu also gave him the token called the Star Order, saying that if the recommendation letter was useless, he could use the Star Order. Although he accepted it, he did not think of using the Star Order to enter the Nebula Academy directly without taking the assessment.
Because he wanted to rely on his own strength, and also wanted to see to what extent his strength had reached. If he really couldn't pass the exam with his strength, it wouldn't be too late to use the Star Order to get in.
But he didn't expect that in the Nebula Academy, which is known as the largest and most famous among the nine to six countries, there would be such a scumbag instructor. As a teacher, he should pay more attention to his every move, but that instructor, without distinguishing right from wrong, even fought with students with murderous intent. It must be said that this Nebula really disappointed him.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Seeing that he didn't stop, the deputy dean quickly caught up with him and stopped him.
The students standing by didn't recognize the Star Order, so they didn't know what Guan Xilin had thrown. But the two instructors did, and when they saw the Star Order, Director Wang's face turned pale, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
Director He was surprised. He had not expected that the young man in black actually had a Star Order.
The deputy dean stopped him and looked at Guan Xilin. He looked him up and down but could not see any similarities between him and the red-dressed young man Fengjiu, so he asked, "What is your relationship with Fengjiu?"
Hearing this, Guan Xilin glanced at the deputy dean, paused, and then said, "He is my brother."
His brother
The deputy dean looked at his eyebrows and eyes again, and saw that he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a handsome face but not handsome, and a slender figure. He had no resemblance at all to the handsome young man in red who exuded a noble aura. He asked in a different way: "You two don't look alike? Could it be that you have the same father but different mothers?"
Director He and the other students behind him were dumbfounded when they heard the deputy dean gossiping about someone's family affairs. What was going on? What did it have to do with him whether the person had the same mother or not
After hearing what the deputy dean said, Guan Xilin's expression also showed a strangeness. He looked at the deputy dean and said, "Her father is my adoptive father."
"Oh! I see."
The deputy dean suddenly realized that this young man was not at all like Feng Jiu. It turned out that they were not blood relatives. This was no wonder. Looking at this young man, his mind moved slightly and asked, "What's your name?"
"Guan Xilin."
"Hahaha, you're actually from the same family as me!" He raised his head and laughed, patted his sturdy shoulders and said, "My last name is also Guan, it seems we are not from the same family, come on, let's go to the side and have a good talk."
"No, there's nothing to talk about." He said coldly and was about to leave.
"Wait, wait." The deputy dean stopped him again and sighed, "Your temper is somewhat similar to Fengjiu's. Aren't you just dissatisfied with the way I punished Director Wang? Wait a minute."
As he spoke, he tried to comfort him and prevent him from leaving. He turned around and shouted at Director Wang, whose face was pale and sweat was dripping from his forehead, "Go back and pack your bags. Leave today! Xingyun Academy doesn't need a teacher like you who has no role models!"