Seeing the results of the competition on the field, the audience remained silent.
Are they still high school students?
Are they still Apprentice Beast Masters?
Who got all this wrong?
In the VIP seats, Brad Winter curiously looked at Aiden Winter with a blank expression and asked, "Elon, why don't you seem happy? You should be thrilled by your grandson's performance."
Aiden Winter frowned.
"Heston, do you think this kid is so good at being pretentious that he might steal my title of 'King of Pretentiousness' from back in my Los Angeles days?"
Brad Winter closed his mouth, truly admiring Aiden's words.
This old man is almost ninety, but he still values these flashy things as much as he did when he was young.
"I need to have a word with this kid someday, he has to change his last name to Winter before he continues to be pretentious, or else where would I put my old face!"
In the audience seats.
The students of Los Angeles No.1 High School couldn't believe it.
"We... won?"
