In under 2 seconds, Angzen's facial expressions had changed no more than 7 times.
You, what, when, how, why, this, eh?
Angzen stiffly stood on the spot, staring at the youngster with a blank mind.
"Young master Dorian, are you the so-called Grandmaster many have been talking about?"
Deep down, Angzen didn't want to believe it would be so.
But getting Dorian's slight nod, the last bit of hope in his heart crashed and disintegrated into nothingness.
This was his student, while he had a very favorable impression of.
Sure. The boy was always quiet, keeping to himself.
But when it came to having outstanding results, he, as a teacher, couldn't complain.
Dorian was always amongst the top 3.
But just before the final examinations that could determine his fate into entering a good university or not, trouble struck the young man's family, causing him to not only miss the national exams but also turn into a pauper overnight.
