Jimmy Horne shot him a cold glare: Get lost, you wretched teacher!
This kind of teacher who only brings trouble, the best thing would be for him to run as far as possible.
"Young Master won't be long before he graduates." After the sparring ended, Icy Ten said coolly.
Jimmy Horne pursed his lips, and his gaze became earnest.
"Pick a day, you guys team up, I'll graduate." Jimmy spoke in a low tone.
These people on a one-on-one basis are no longer his match.
If he could graduate early and leave this place, it'd be for the best.
"With a beauty accompanying, what's your rush?"
Icy Seven, a bit crude, chimed in.
"Why not leave the beauty to accompany you?" Jimmy looked at Icy Seven with a sly smile.
The "beauty" in his words of course referred to Florence Ford.
Icy Seven raised an eyebrow and said no more.
The daughter of Elder Aru, even if she was heavenly beautiful, he dared not touch.
