"Where do you think you're going, punk?" Ian and his group of lackeys walked up to Claude, stopping right in front of him and blocking his way. Ian looked at Claude and said in a cold voice, "You think you can just jump from your weak faction to ours just because you stood behind our master one time? You thought it'd be that easy and we'll all be okay with it? Huh?"
*Sigh*
'To think there still are idiots like these around this academy…' As he stared at the confident gazes of these buffoons who were standing in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
Oh well… I guess I could start by taking care of the trash first!
"That's exactly what I thought," Claude looked at Ian without any fear, remaining as calm as still water, and said indifferently. "Why? You got a problem?"
"You son of a b*tch! How dare you talk to your seniors with that tone!" One of Ian's lackeys yelled out loudly, his eyes burning with anger as he spoke.