A lot of students came rushing on the square, wondering what it was all about.
"Russam is fighting Tom."
"Who the fuck is Tom?"
"The new kid. He is the son of that person."
"Conquerer of the West?"
"Yes, that one. Serves him right. Russam will beat his ass. He is at the top 15th for a reason."
Russam stood calmly, gazing at the blade like it was a simple stick.
Tom squinted his eyes. Most people would react shocked the moment they saw his blade. But Russam was as calm as water. And Tom did not sense any fear within his eyes either. It was still jealousy and hesitation.
"Russam," Tom called. "Are you perhaps… jealous of me?"
The students' expression looked weird after they heard Tom said that statement. Why in the world would someone like Russam be jealous of Tom?
Russam came from a wealthy and influential family. He was one of the best student in Withokere University. He was born with great talent. He already had everything in life!
Russam laughed. "Why do you think so?"