"Since then, I've fallen in love with the pain and even shed a few pounds in the training room."
"That's how I even managed to break through to the Heavenly Disciple stage."
"Unbelievable, isn't it? I guess I owe you some thanks after all." He said to Nolan, who whispered back, "Whatever."
But soon, Nolan's eyes furrowed in irritation as he directed his gaze toward the academy entrance, noticing a figure—a figure that had the entire crowd parting away from him.
It was none other than Nolan's most hated enemy at the moment, Quinn Vampiro.
The dark-scaled guy's face was emotionless, but he stopped upon entering the Newcomer Hall as his gaze instantly met Nolan's from further back.
Quinn flashed a sickening, evil smile, revealing his blood-red fangs, before walking toward his seat at the absolute front.
[He has grown stronger.]
The system notification flashed to Nolan, whose forehead tightened with veins of frustration.
