"May I ask something before you speak? Why did you require me to kill five students?"
As soon as Leonard arrived at the headmaster's office, he asked politely, showing the proper behavior expected of a noble descendant. He hoped his respectful attitude might soften the headmaster's stance toward him.
With a smile on his face, he attempted to play the part, but to his surprise, it fell flat.
"You met Jackson Wang earlier? He's a promising student of the Assassin Class. You should treat him well if you want to live."
Completely ignored, a vein throbbed on Leonard's forehead, but he kept his frustration in check. It wasn't enough to set him off—he was already used to being dismissed like this.
"And how does that answer my question?" Leonard asked sarcastically.
The headmaster didn't respond immediately, his eyes narrowing at Leonard. His expression grew tense as he finally spoke. "Watch your mouth."
