"As expected, how could those conglomerates allow commoners to rise up," Beatrice Fawcett sneered, "You all continue playing your little games."
Beatrice Fawcett saw no future in it and turned to leave.
Observing Beatrice's behavior, Seraphina Redgrave spoke with a smile, "Since The Defiance Society is the only way, why leave?"
Upon hearing this, Beatrice turned around, her cold eyes fixed on Seraphina, "Yes, when I came here, I thought The Defiance Society was my last hope. But after passing all those exams to stand before you, I found out we can't even get a classroom approved, the sponsors haven't shown up, and we can't even get the school's consent..."
"Whether The Defiance Society gets the school's approval to hold events is my business as the director, it's not something you need to worry about. What you need to focus on is winning the competition so you can stand even taller."
Seraphina coldly interrupted Beatrice's self-pitying lament.
