The dormitory leader swept a worried glance at the podium, "But..."
But, would the Twelve Elders be upset?
Qin Xin didn't even look at the podium, raising her voice, "Ignoring people's lives is one thing, but not allowing the injured to return for treatment? That's nonsensical anywhere in the world."
The Seventh Elder sneered, looking at Qin Xin with a playful expression.
However, the Second Elder appeared solemn and nodded to the dean.
The elderly dean quickly said from the podium, "Alright, alright, injured students can go back first. Those who performed well can stay for the Twelve Elders' selection. Everyone, remain calm, calm. See, the birds have left, it was just a test, no need to be nervous..."
The students: "..."
Everyone suppressed their anger, glaring at the podium.
They were angry but afraid to speak; yet, couldn't help but argue internally: If Lan hadn't acted, who knows how many of us would still be alive? Is this called a test?
