She's My Student, The Only One

A gentle voice that was like a spring breeze came over. The voice was clear, like a gurgling spring, but it carried a majesty that could not be resisted from within the Empire Academy.

In the blink of an eye, a gorgeous man in a white wide-sleeved robe walked out of the academy's door. He slowly climbed up step by step and walked towards Beiting Huang, who was hovering in the sky. His long black hair reached his waist and hung down behind him, fluttering in the wind. His brown eyes were crystal clear, as if they were like two pools of crystal. They were dazzling and soul-stirring.

Almost the moment they saw the man, everyone was shocked. They forgot themselves and did not even know whether their lives had been taken.

"Dean!" Zheng Yang was the first to walk over. He was followed by a group of instructors who were recruiting students in the plaza. They bowed and greeted the man.