Inside the car, Su Han couldn't help but pulled out his cellphone and searched for the flight time from City B to City N.

Lu Shao, catching that out of the corner of his eye, said nonchalantly to him, “It’s a dedicated flight. Much faster than what the search result said.”

Su Han finger paused in midair.

“Tsk. What’s the big deal about it…” Su Han grumbled as though he couldn’t care less about it.

Lu Shao was not upset by that. He did, however, informed Su Han of their arrival time.

“That means we are going to miss my mom’s competition?” said Su Han, frowning.

He received a cold look from Lu Shao. “Well, whose fault was that?”

Su Han, “… …”

On the other end, perhaps because he had left so early that there was no traffic on the streets, Su Han, too, had arrived at his classroom very early, which had thoroughly surprised Du WenTao, his classmat.

“Wow, Su Han. Don’t tell me you came to school in a helicopter this morning!” said Du WenTao in a very exaggerated way as he looked at Su Han.

He, himself, was there early because he lived very close to their school. He didn’t think Su Han lived anywhere close.

As such, all he could think of was helicopter. The world of the wealthy was simply beyond his wildest imagination.

Su Han was going to just ignore Du WenTao and his crazy speech but the mention of an aircraft irritated him.

Lu Shao finally responded with an “alright” after what seemed like a short pause.

“Do you have more competition tomorrow?” asked Lu Shao.

“Yeah, tomorrow will be the second round of the competition.”

Compared to the madness today, the competition tomorrow, with the remaining 30 competitors, would be much more serious.

The competitors would have to play a piece that had to do with one of the six emotions -- serene, happiness, excitement, sadness, angry, or silence – based on the outcome of a raffle. The judges will then score them and 26 of the 30 competitors would move on.

Lu Shao narrowed his eyes as he watched Su Han turned and left.

“Em, ahem, Sir, do you think you might be a tad too…”

Zhou Fu couldn’t help but interjected as he watched Su Han left.

Hearing that, Lu Shao’s eyes flickered a little. “Strict?”

Zhou Fu: No, this is severe!

Zhou Fu wanted to rebut him reflexively but, before he could say anything, he heard Lu Shao saying, “I just wanted him to have a clear picture of reality is all.”

Zhou Fu was taken aback a little after hearing Lu Shao’s words. He sighed to himself.

He understood where his employer was coming from.