Li Yao wandered, feeling pleased on the path under the shady trees on the campus with two hands in his pockets.
He really had not even a bit of reluctance leaving Crimson Nimbus Second. This was a private high school. They thought in terms of money. The high amount of money he paid for tuition was only able to get him into the worst class, the common class. Other than the last month when he was under Teacher Sun Biao’s care, no other teachers had taken him seriously. And he was actually ruthlessly kicked to the side when he came back from the only time he represented the school in entering a competition.
Even though there was the certain element of Helian Lie playing games on the inside, the school didn’t have the intentions of persisting in fighting for Li Yao.
What sort of loss would there be in leaving this kind of school?
