Withdrawn

Clara stood up from her seat and instantly appeared in front of the elder with a calm expression. The whole situation had been turned over.

"Teraim Academy would like to withdraw from the tournament, and we would not be explaining our reason for the sudden withdrawal, since I believe you know why already, old man," Clara said, staring right into the elder's eyes.

The elder was about to blurt out in anger, while a grin started to appear on Clara's face; it was vivid that she was taunting the elder. He gestured to the referee to announce Teraim Academy's withdrawal from the tournament. The moment he turned around, the invisible weight on Michael was lifted.

Michael stood up, staring at the elder as he walked away, before vanishing into thin air and appearing on the special seat with a furious expression. "Stupid old man, what kind of gaze was that?" Michael thought.