"Hey, what kind of way is that to talk? Who are you calling worthless?"
Rowan Benett was displeased when he heard this, and with the poker card in his hand, he flicked it toward the headmaster in a mischievous gesture, showing no respect whatsoever.
"No no no, I was wrong, wrong..."
"And?" Joel Russo prompted with unrippled calm.
"And... and..."
The headmaster raised his hand to wipe the sweat forming on his forehead, racking his brain, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Young Master Russo... Anyway, this whole situation has been a mistake from the start. We didn't understand the situation correctly and disturbed you all, I am really sorry! I'll leave right now! Right this moment!"
The headmaster quickly tried to appease with a smile and turned to leave.
"If you're going to leave, leave for good, and make sure you never set foot in this school again."
