This Star Nation has always been a "do as I say, not as I do" hypocrite. Their spies are scattered across the Star Sea, possessing the most numerous spy network of all Star Nations. Yet, they declare that if anyone sends spies into *their* territory, it is unacceptable—a violation of interstellar law and an act that undermines the great unity of humanity!

"Wan Lunnuo secretly infiltrated our country in advance. Starting from within the Behemoth Alliance, he guided its executives through multiple sessions of psychological suggestion until they ultimately decided to place this year's rookie training camp in the conservation area near the school."

"Then he personally rushed to the conservation area and attacked Andreyao, planting a time bomb."

"Under his command, Star State's secret agents and mercenaries took control of the rookie training camp."

"You all know what happened next. Andreyao suddenly erupted, drawing everyone's attention to the school, and through this incident, I was drawn out of the school."

"If the principal had insisted on defending the school, Wan Lunnuo might have teamed up with another of Joe Madus's subordinates, the Eighth Energy Level 'Magnetic Constrictor' Weia, to seize what lies beneath the river."

"If the principal had secretly returned to the bamboo house, then Joe Madus would have had roughly forty seconds to massacre the entire school!"

Principal Hua Buwu leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the desk. He quickly made a decision, "The An Family will bear the school's losses."

With one sentence, he had decided the fate of the An Family.

Andreyao had indeed been used, but ultimately, Andreyao was the one who had erred. If he hadn't had psychological issues and been filled with jealousy and hatred towards his schoolmate Chen Gu, he wouldn't have been exploited by the Psychological Spy.

Then, he continued, "Shentu Lu, do not leave for now. I will deal with the An Family's affairs and then head straight to Star State!"

Vice Principal Xue seemed somewhat worried, "During this period, Star State will definitely be on high alert. Perhaps it's better to lay low for the time being..."

The principal waved his hand emphatically, "The one thing I've never learned in my life is to lay low!"

Zhong Yuanbei, not the brightest bulb, slammed his hand on the table forcefully, "That's right! It's just Star State, screw them! I support you, Principal!"

However, as an Eighth Energy Level, he certainly didn't dare to charge into Star State alone as brazenly as the principal. His so-called support could only remain verbal.

After the principal had made his arrangements, he left the school briskly, not even taking his numerous lady friends with him this time.

...

An Guangtian was somewhat perturbed. The events that transpired last night at the Huai Shan Branch School were something ordinary people could not possibly know. Indeed, ordinary people didn't even know the Tiangong Military Division had a Huai Shan Branch School.

There wasn't a single piece of news about it on the Interstellar Network.

But of course, the high ranks of the Confederation knew about it. An Guanghai had also received the news this morning.

He didn't gloat; on the contrary, he was full of worry. The principal was probably furious by now, and An Guanghai was painfully aware of how terrifying a furious principal could be.

That evening, after worrying all day, An Guangtian finally let out a sigh of relief when nothing happened. He reckoned, as he had previously guessed, that while the principal was indeed fearsome, the An Family was a behemoth not easily manipulated.

After dinner, An Guanghai read for a while, following his routine, and went to bed at eleven o'clock. The life of an elderly person was just that regular.

But no sooner had he lain down than his brother, An Guanghai, rushed in anxiously. This was the same An Guanghai who had displayed such "imposing family pride" before Chen Gu. "Big Brother, something's wrong!" An Guanghai exclaimed.

"Why the panic!" An Guangtian slowly sat up, glaring at him. However, An Guanghai was not calmed by his brother's composure and continued in a frantic tone, "The Elders' Council just signed an order overnight! All the people we supported have been dismissed. This is... they're taking action against us now!"

An Guangtian was stunned for a moment. The Elders' Council? Who could drag the most powerful elders of the Confederation out of bed in the middle of the night to sign an order? Of course, it was the principal. These old fools have no backbone! As soon as the principal threatened them, they immediately compromised. But why should our An Family be the unlucky ones?

An Guangtian waved his hand, "Don't lose your nerve. Our An Family is not some soft persimmon to be kneaded at will. They've knocked out our allies in the political arena; what more do they want? We just need to keep a low profile for a while."

No sooner had he spoken than the sound of a servant attempting to block someone came from outside, "Cousin Lord, please wait while I announce your arrival..."

But an old man, about the same age as An Guangtian, burst in, his eyes glaring. The old servant behind him looked helplessly at An Guangtian.

An Guangtian motioned for the old servant to withdraw. The visitor was his cousin, his third aunt's son. He had grown up with An Guangtian, and their relationship was naturally extremely close. So, over the years, even the old servant's habitual address had shifted from "Cousin Young Master" to "Cousin Lord."

Cousin Lord charged over, his eyes furious, "Big Brother, our family's sixth son was just taken away by the police from a nightclub! I tried to find someone to intercede, but they wouldn't listen at all. What on earth is going on?"

An Guangtian's eyelids twitched. Before he could reply, his phone suddenly rang. His brother An Guanghai's phone rang almost simultaneously!

"What? Deyang has been arrested?"

"The twelfth has been arrested as well?!"

Bad news poured in, one piece after another, leaving the three An brothers momentarily stunned by the relentless onslaught.

A moment later, An Guanghai was the first to react, his voice trembling, "Big Brother, think of something, quickly! They're pulling out the radish to bring up the dirt—targeting the younger generation to investigate our An Family!"

As for whether they themselves were clean, the three of them knew it all too well; it went without saying. Having thrown their weight around for so many years, their mountain of misdeeds could not withstand a serious investigation.

An Guangtian's lips quivered. He wanted to say again, "Our An Family is not a soft persimmon," but after stuttering "An" a few times, the words that came out were, "The An Family... is finished..."

Indeed, the An Family wasn't any soft persimmon, but before the principal, it was nothing but a squishy, mushy one.

Just a light squeeze, and it burst with a SPLAT.

...

On the edge of the school ruins, a temporary camp had been quickly set up in just two hours using high-polymer lightweight materials. It provided accommodations for the school's teachers and students, as well as everyone from the Bureau of Mystic Security and the Behemoth Alliance.

Moreover, the conditions were quite good; every instructor had their own independent building.

These rapidly built camps, though durable, still left every teacher with various complaints.

After all, this was a far cry from their former "palace." Furthermore, the structures were currently just empty shells, devoid of any research equipment. For academic fanatics like Zhong Yuanbei, suddenly having nothing to do and being truly idle was torturous. It felt just like a drug addict without a fix. Whether standing, sitting, lying down, or walking, they felt uncomfortable in every way. Everything and everyone around them seemed irritating, and they were constantly looking for something to complain about.