Wang Ying, along with the others from the Xuanxuan Faction, came to a realization.
Turning their gazes to Zhang Xuan once more, admiration couldn't help but seep into their eyes.
As expected of their teacher (principal)!
They had to utilize every single means at their disposal before they were able to convince three hundred combat masters to join the Xuanxuan Guild. On the other hand, their teacher (principal) simply marched straight into the Combat Master Hall and took every single combat master as his student…
Truly, they had been too narrow-minded and timid. How could one capture a cub without entering a tiger's den?
On the other end, Zhang Xuan's face had turned completely green at this point.
He was in the midst of lecturing his students when this drama suddenly unfolded before his eyes... The words that he had been intending to speak ended up stifling in his mouth just like that, and he found his breathing becoming more and more unstable.
