When Apollo arrived at his beggar spot, the sun was already kissing the horizon.
He jumped off the carriage and turned to the driver.
"Hey," Apollo called out, and the driver looked over. "Tell Headmaster Axton I'm going to give up the position of Personal Disciple."
The driver's eyes widened in shock at Apollo's words.
"But, sir, it's not going to be easy," the driver replied, worry lacing his voice. "From what I know, you'll have to find a replacement, or you'll need to be defeated by another Senior."
"Is that so?" Apollo raised an eyebrow, thinking for a moment until a name came to mind. "Then give the position to Lily Callum. Tell him that. And by the way, you don't have to wait for me every time."
The driver watched in silence as Yoma disappeared into the dark corner by the restaurant.
"Ah, this is going to be a headache," he muttered, shaking his head before directing the carriage back toward the Great Serpent Cultivation School.