Chapter 1704
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"Headmaster!"
Elder Lei He suddenly walked toward the headmaster and told him the sequence of events.
The headmaster's expression changed slightly when he heard Elder Lei He's words.
One of the students purposefully killed an S-rank mercenary student …
Although the rules of Scarlet Flames Academy's martial competition was to stop once the match was over, accidents often happened. However, purposeful murder and accidental murder were two completely different concepts.
"Elder Gong's disciple purposefully killed Meng Tian. Thousands of eyes saw it. Headmaster, I'm afraid Elder Gong purposefully ordered his disciple to kill Meng Tian to avenge a personal grudge!" Elder Lei He looked at Elder Gong.
Elder Gong looked at Elder Lei He and said coldly, "Lei He, I think that you might have deliberately allowed your disciple to die at the hands of my disciple so that you could shift the blame onto me and my disciple."
"Are you bullshitting?" Elder Lei He's eyes glinted coldly.
"Didn't you start bullshitting first?" Elder Gong glanced at Elder Lei He.
Before Elder Lei He could continue, the Scarlet Flames headmaster swept a glance at the two of them.
Lei He and Elder Gong didn't say anything else.
"Is the person on the stage the culprit?" The headmaster immediately turned to the stage.
"It's Ye Wanwan."
A higher-up nodded. "Ye Wanwan drank alcohol during the match and is currently asleep. Headmaster, please give the order to capture her first."
"How refreshing." The headmaster waved his hand. "No need. Let's wait until Ye Wanwan wakes up. Let her sleep first."
Elder Lei He and the others all frowned. Let's wait until Ye Wanwan wakes up?
After the headmaster spoke, no one continued to disturb the soundly sleeping Ye Wanwan on the stage.
As time passed, they waited from afternoon to night.
On the stage, Ye Wanwan slowly opened her eyes. Her head was splitting.
Soon, Ye Wanwan dazedly looked around in all directions.
Many Scarlet Flames mercenary students hadn't left yet, including Lord Asura, Ji Xiuran, and the others in the VIP seats.
Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows and rubbed her temples. Her mind was a mess and she had no idea what was going on.
A moment later, Ye Wanwan sat up and leaned against the corner of the stage. Faced with the strange gazes from the audience, Ye Wanwan felt inexplicably guilty. She started to think hard about what had happened during this period of time.
He only remembered that he had participated in the Martial Sparring Assembly. After that, he had encountered Elder Lei He's disciple, Meng Ke, and challenged Elder Lei He's second disciple, Meng Tian …
After that, Ye Wanwan drank the high-alcohol cocktail she prepared beforehand … but she lost all memory of what happened after that …
"I blacked out again … Is my alcohol tolerance that bad …?" Ye Wanwan murmured.
"Is the match over?"
Ye Wanwan suddenly stood up and asked as her eyes swept over the room.
However, the audience was dead silent. Thousands of eyes were intently staring at Ye Wanwan, but no one said anything.
Ye Wanwan frowned deeply. What's the meaning of this …? Why are they all looking at me like this? Could it be that I did something when I was drunk …
"Referee … where's the referee?"
Ye Wan Wan stood on the stage and swept her gaze downwards.
The referee reflexively covered his crotch when he saw Ye Wanwan's gaze on him.
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