A rare look of seriousness appeared on Nick's face. "Fatty, are you planning to agree to the principal's request?"
Luo Xiju lay with his arms behind his head, gazing at the sky. "Of course not."
"Good." Nick lay down in relief and smiled. "That old fox devours people without even spitting out their bones. I can't stand his whole routine. The glory of the Star Academy, all those tired old clichés-doesn't he get sick of them? I have no parents and nothing tying me down. You're the only brother I have. I don't want you being used as someone else's weapon."
"I don't like it either," Fatty said flatly. "Other people might not know what these years have been like, but surely you do? They only see my glory. How would they know that I'm practically under house arrest? Hmph, an elite nurtured by the academy? All I ever wanted was to eat and sleep. Didn't I stake my life to earn all this? Of everyone who was with me, I'm the only one still alive. They were geniuses too. Unfortunately, they're all dead."
Fatty's words were steeped in resentment and sorrow.
Nick abruptly looked around in alarm.
"Don't panic. Why would they touch me at a time like this?" Fatty sneered, his expression utterly confident. "Ever since I defeated the Second Legion's general staff, they've had no intention of touching me, so long as I don't escape from the Star Academy. Besides, they've calculated that as long as I stay, you won't leave the Star Academy either."
A sharp light flashed in Nick's eyes, carrying a hint of chill.
Luo Xiju chuckled softly. "Why would I let them have their way? If I'm not mistaken, Tang Hanpei must have another move up his sleeve! Everyone thinks Tan Yuwen colluded