Sword Over Ashford
"Fellow cultivator Leon, this is all a misunderstanding. My senior brother didn't mean that. He was just speaking casually. Please, don't take it to heart."
Max stepped forward quickly, forcing a strained smile. His palms were already damp inside his sleeves. Inwardly, he cursed Magnus a thousand times. If not for that reckless pride, this matter would have ended cleanly.
He knew very well what kind of man Headmaster Mike of Celestis Academy was.
When Mike had been young, he had been a storm in human form—picking fights across kingdoms, challenging whoever displeased him. Though he had mellowed after taking the position of Headmaster, that fire had never truly extinguished. If word reached him that Sky Breaker Academy had openly disrespected him… Max didn't dare imagine the outcome.
"Misunderstanding?"
