"You have no idea how annoying he is. Every other word out of his mouth is about how the Wayne Family is the richest family in the world, and how he's the richest person alive." Harley viciously sawed at her fish steak with her knife and fork. Only after she had shredded the fish to bits did she sigh and say, "What a rude little brat. If we weren't at school, I'd make him regret it."
"Don't get too angry. He's a Wayne Family child. Maybe he's Bruce Wayne's illegitimate son who's never appeared in public all these years. His rebellious streak might have finally erupted, and he wants to show the whole world that he's a Wayne. That would be understandable."
Kane slowly separated the green beans on his plate, glanced across the enormous dining table, and said, "If this really were an ordinary noble school, people would fawn over him. But this is a magic academy. What use is the Wayne Family here?"
"How is it useless? Don't forget, there's an academy here called Wayne Academy." Harley snorted. "Even if Bruce Wayne, the headmaster, isn't around, plenty of students will want to follow him because he's related to Headmaster Wayne."
"You mean those idiots behind him?" Kane raised a brow and looked across the table again. Two unfamiliar faces sat to Little Bruce's right. They did not seem to be from Rodriguez Academy; judging by the style of their collars, they were Wayne Academy students.
Those two students were not very old either, though they had to be at least ten or so. Compared to them, Wayne, who looked eight or nine, seemed much younger. Perhaps his overly adorable face also made him look less mature.
But it was obvious that the older children were all hovering around