The Intent of a Drunkard

"Welcome to our Tianjing Heroic Soul Academy, esteemed Headmaster Bradley and students of Adolf Academy," Headmaster Greene greeted with a grin as he came forward to welcome the incoming guests.

Headmaster Bradley shook hands with Headmaster Greene with a faint smile on his face. "There's no need for you to be so polite, my old classmate! Having the opportunity to undergo an exchange with Eastern China's most well established school is an honour for Adolf Academy," Headmaster Bradley replied with a light chuckle.

For one who had achieved the ranking of third last year, saying that it was their honour to have an exchange with the tenth placing was something no one would believe. To do so was akin to slapping them on the face. Yet, Headmaster Bradley had said it with such politeness, as though it was a phrase said commonly out of courtesy. Unable to bear such embarrassment, Headmaster Greene's face turned slightly red as he coughed softly.