The following morning, the entire Third Academy was under martial law.
Hewinia drew back the curtains of her room and saw more than ten fully armed staff members standing below, while at the distant docks, even more workers from the other two academies were supporting them, boat by boat.
"It seems you don't have to attend class today," Bai Wei's voice resonated in Hewinia's mind. "The holiday has been extended, eh? That must be what students dream of, yet you don't seem very joyful, do you?"
"...Mr. Visas, is this really the time for jokes?"
"Why not?" Bai Wei said with a laugh, "Isn't this just what you originally wanted? To stir chaos and to ensure that nobles cannot live as comfortably as they did before. Look now, neither nobles nor peasants can be at ease, the outcome is better than you imagined, isn't it?"
Hewinia couldn't deny this point.
