Once he entered the basketball court, Wills Watson began his lecture.

Sabranda stood by her side, and muttered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Did I see wrongly? The Third Master just smiled at you."

She was embarrassed: "You must have seen wrongly."

"But …"

"Shh," she said, putting her hand to her lips. "We’ll talk later."

Sabranda hurriedly nodded her head.

She looked at Wills Waltson 's back, her eyes filled with gentleness.

At the end of the lesson, the students below the stage were still unsatisfied.

Wills Watson turned to look at Luna , his hand still holding onto the microphone, and pretended to be...