Cesar glanced at the clock and saw that a measly few minutes were left till the end of their class yet not only did his instructor not even once talk to him but he also didn't give a single glance at him.
Cesar didn't understand if his instructor had to focus on his job that his presence should be put solely on his work or because he didn't care about him at all.
And as the hour was almost passing through their allotted time in their class, Cesar began to think it was the latter concluded thought.
"Instructor Han?"
Tang—!
Finally as if to commend that Cesar has been patient all this time even though he was on the verge of breaking out, the blacksmith Han, spared him a glance before bringing down his hammer.
"I don't see any interest in your eyes,"
The way he uttered those words in the most disinterested tone possible made Cesar irked for some reason. It was because whatever Han was thinking to comment was true.
