Hao Ren got off the train with his luggage, he has been traveling all night long. However, he still looked very fresh and handsome. The young man dragged his luggage, ignoring the gazes cast on his back. He flagged a taxi for himself and said, "Master, Prestige High School."
The old man looked at Hao Ren and then nodded. As the young man sat inside the old driver asked, "Are you here for some competition?"
Hao Ren knew that this man was contemplating what he was doing at the best school in the nation with his level, however, he did not explain and nodded silently and closed his eyes. The old driver wanted to talk but when he saw that Hao Ren was not interested, he turned his focus on the road.
After an hour, Hao Ren paid the man and got off the car. He dragged his suitcase on the sidewalk and came to stand before a gateway that led to a grand building. This place looked nothing like a school, on the contrary, it was akin to a palace.
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