The next day, Julian Sterling went to school as usual. However, the atmosphere this time was entirely different from the day before. Because he had intentionally given them orders, the bodyguards did not stick closely to his side, but rather stood silently a good distance behind Julian Sterling.
From the moment he appeared on the campus, Julian Sterling could feel several scrutinizing gazes directed at him. Initially, there were not many. Perhaps they did not recognize him. It was only when the murmurs of discussion grew louder that he increasingly felt more and more eyes resting upon his figure. What started as merely curious glances gradually transformed into pointing fingers, critical judgments, and even traces of sympathy.
Feigning intimidation, Julian Sterling lowered his head slightly and quickened his pace, hurrying into his classroom.
