Principal's office, Administration building of Academy;
Principal Barton and his ex-disciple sat before each other. No other staff members are present.
"Are you trying to say that we lack qualifications to host the tournament?" Principal Barton spoke coldly as he stared at Neal. "You have judged all the five categories in mere two days when all you did is to sit in the Arena. Is that it?"
He was really enraged inside upon hearing that their academy only met two of the requirements that needed to qualify as a host for the Champions League.
However, unlike last time, Barton controlled his aura.
Neal replied calmly, "I have nothing against you, Master… I mean, Mr. Everglade. I received an order from Headquarters to provide a solid report that will make Heavenly Academy stay silent and not question its decisions if our academy were to host the tournament.
