Chapter 1,222, The Boss of the world of assassins

During class that day, Wang Ling stared blankly at the blackboard with his head in his hands, his eyelids twitching non-stop, even when he went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, he could see that there was evil between his eyebrows, a dark cloud over his head, and a sense of impending death... it wasn’t until the end of the afternoon that his eyelids stopped twitching abnormally.

Sun Yiyuan’s negotiations with principal Chen and old antique ended on bad terms.

Principal Chen couldn’t agree to old master Sun’s conditions because he couldn’t make the decision on behalf of Wang Ling.

Paying to accompany a student was a bit of a class privilege. The Sun family was well-off, so wouldn’t it affect a child’s self-esteem to use money to find a student whose family background was inferior to the Sun family to accompany them?