C199 School Tyrant X over

Four years later.

On a flight from A Nation to China's capital, a young man in a light gray windbreaker, wearing an eyepatch, was resting in his seat with his eyes closed.

For the past few years, he had been thinking about the time when they had parted.

The proud and aloof young man with a solemn and dignified bearing was tightly gripping his sleeves