In the memory of all the Cloudy Brook Academy disciples, their headmaster, was someone who despised worldly conventions and had a smile on all day. He did not have the slightest presence that a headmaster should have, he was more like a child that never grew up.
But today, the headmaster who stood before them was the opposite of their memory!
Although his back was hunched, there was not a single smile on his face. Furious flames were burning in that gaze of his and the entire atmosphere around him was shocking to the extreme!
Was this the same headmaster of Cloudy Brook Academy?
That little old man who was like an old child who was idle and playful all day?
The image in their memory was far from reality, and everyone was stunned for a while.
Ba He looked at the little old man standing in front of him, and his cold lips raised into a smug smile.
