“Kid, you must be tired of living!”

The man said furiously.

As he said that, he slammed his fist toward Gerald.

Boom!

Before he could touch Gerald, Gerald gave him a swift slap and sent him flying out.

The man fell heavily on the table, splitting it into two halves.

“Stop!”

Right then, a serious voice was heard.

The master of the voice was Master Ykink.

He came in through the door and walked toward Gerald in quick steps.

Seeing the arrival of Master Ykink, everyone fell into silence and dared not act hastily. The few elite students even lowered their heads.

“Master Ykink!”

Everyone at the scene greeted him.

Karsten approached Gerald and asked with a serious face, “What’s going on? Who let you fight in the canteen?”

Although Gerald held a special status, he still had to act stern in front of other people.

“Master Ykink, it’s those elite students who started it. We were having our meals here, and they chased us out right after they came in, saying that it was the elite stu