Old Master Lenort questioned
"Do you want to join him? If you want to, I don't mind you following him, but if you do not want to, stay the fuck back because if you don't…" No longer bothering to elaborate any further, he dragged Ryan along with him into the disciplinary ground—a place in which Draven has been brought one too many times right from when he was a kid.
Old Master Lenort yanked him into the disciplinary ground. He ordered two of the disciplinary guards in.
"Close the door," he said to them.
The royal guards nodded and shut the door. Old Master Lenort walked over and sat down on the chair available in the room. He crossed his legs and folded his arms.
"Chain him to the bars," he ordered.
