"What? You want to apply for leave?" In the office, the female head-teacher of the 17th class asked. She looked at Feng Lin with a grim countenance.
You skipped class for a week without a valid reason. I have yet to ask for an explanation from you.
After you've finally shown up, you're telling me that you want to apply for leave again?
Do you even care about the school rules?
This semester will be ending in three weeks' time, yet you suddenly want to apply for leave. What is the meaning of this?
...
The female head-teacher stared at Feng Lin, wanting to find out what on earth he was thinking.
"That's right! I want to enter seclusion for training!" Feng Lin said this in a calm tone, yet his words brimming with a firm determination.
It was because regardless if the female head-teacher was agreeable or not, he would still leave.
