The heavy obsidian doors of the grand observation amphitheater groaned softly as they swung inward, allowing the defeated examiner to slowly step inside.
The interior of the massive hall was packed with thousands of elite Master Teachers, their attention temporarily pulled away from the floating holographic screens as they registered his arrival.
The exact second the old master teacher's weary silhouette fully appeared under the bright light of the soul-lamps, the tense, serious atmosphere of the faculty instantly ruptured.
A massive wave of booming laughter, mocking chuckles, and rowdy jests violently vibrated across the ascending tiers of seats.
"Old Deng! You absolute old fossil, you must have gotten remarkably rusty during your century of deep isolation!" one high-tier instructor shouted from the middle rows, slapping his desk in pure, unbridled amusement.
