C87 The Harvest.

Boom!

With a sound like thunder, two figures were sent reeling back simultaneously.

Puff!

One figure shuddered, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"The headmaster of South Wind Academy, Nan Qinghe, truly lives up to his reputation!"

Clutching his chest, the man in the long robe eyed Nan Qinghe, who had also been pushed back but remained composed. Drawing a deep breath, he declared