The boy clenched his lips tightly, his eyes full of anger, unwillingness and grievance. He was wearing a shabby military leather armour that could not distinguish the color. It was covered with blood and mud. His whole body trembled, still refused to leave, and his hands on the table shook violently because of the vibration of his body.

"what are you doing? Don't blame me for not leaving. " The teacher thought he was going to be aggressive, raised one hand and gave an ultimatum.

"wait." One side suddenly reached out a hand, a pile of yellow gold coins scattered on the table, "these pay his tuition, enough." A cold...