Own World!
"Because if you refuse, I'll tell the other Headmasters that you're still alive. And let me tell you, they're far more persistent and can be very annoying," Axton said with a smirk.
If Elmo and Master Popo saw what Axton was doing right now, they would definitely shout one word at him:
Hypocrite!
Headmaster? More like a Headache, Apollo thought, resisting the urge to massage his forehead.
"I'm starting to hate you," Apollo said honestly.
"Don't be," Axton replied. "So, shall we?"
"I don't really have a choice," Apollo shrugged. He didn't know how this Headmaster had figured out that he hated attention and trouble, but it seemed there was no other option but to go along with it.
"There's already a carriage waiting outside," Axton said, gesturing for the Beggar to lead the way.
"Alright," Apollo nodded, heading towards the street where a black and white carriage bearing the insignia of the Great Serpent Cultivation School awaited.