That very day, an instructor quietly submitted a complaint to the vice headmaster, reporting that the newly arrived instructors of Class D were neglecting their duties and had not shown themselves for several consecutive days.
Looking at the complaint letter on his desk, the vice headmaster felt his scalp tighten.
A faint sense of unease rose in his heart.
Could they really have run into frauds?
But on second thought, throughout the countless years since the founding of the Skyvault Consortium, the number of powerhouses who had obtained a High God-level golden token with demigod-level strength could be counted on one hand. Every single one of them was a truly astonishing genius.
In the end, the vice headmaster chose to remain still and gave John the greatest degree of trust.
On the fourth day.
The instructors of Class D finally appeared.
The students were not surprised at all, because tomorrow would be the grand competition.
