The teacher had arrived.
It was a middle-aged man, probably in his forties. He had some grey hairs here and there, and he carried a sword at his waist.
It was that one teacher that had guarded the academy's gate at the night Shang had arrived.
Shang definitely wasn't the biggest fan of that teacher. For some reason, talking with him was annoying and frustrating.
"Alright, everyone," the teacher announced when he arrived. "Let's get started with today's lesson."
"May I ask a question?" the grey-haired woman asked with a loud but polite voice.
"What is it, Sarah?" the teacher asked.
"Isn't the power of our bodies the very foundation on which the grades are decided?" she asked.
"Yes, so?" the teacher asked with a bit of annoyance.
"Then how come the new person in our grade has a body at the Peak Soldier Stage? He should be part of the Preparation Grade," Sarah asked.
