Fart face is at it again

"Never mind that, it could be arranged." M.r Zhao said with a sigh. "All I need is the time and it could be done."

There was a high chance of knowing the answer that would be given. All he needed to do was wait and hear it soon enough.

"How about we get rid of the trash before it starts to smell?" Nix replied with a wide grin.

'You're bold if you could call a fellow student trash.' M.r Zhao shook his head, a smile present on his lips.

Walking ahead, he led the way towards the rooms. "I could get that arranged quite nicely."

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In room 4,

Bang!

"Hey!" Arion's voice could be heard as he repeatedly hit the black barrier.

Bang!

His strength was slowly depleting, it had been hours since he had been trapped, yet not a means of escape in sight.

Since his arrival to the organization, he had regretted being chosen. The whole event that had played out felt more like a punishment than a blessing.