"What the hell are you talking about!" Nellyx snapped.
Her sharp glare threatened to tear right through Anita.
Anita felt a shiver run down her spine. She clutched onto the tablet tightly, looking down to avoid Nellyx's gaze.
"Please, Jacob. I have given you due respect. Do not interfere with the matters of my school. Well, of course, except you want to make the academy an enemy," Nellyx stated firmly.
Oma stepped forward to show that it was definitely not an empty threat.
Jacob didn't react; he simply turned his gaze to Anita, and then shifted them back to Nellyx.
"I won't interfere... But I would want you to listen to my vice. She's a smart girl. She won't talk randomly."
Nellyx's fierce gaze fell on Jacob.
Her anger brewed underneath.
Even Jacob could tell, but he didn't look like he cared.
'...Besides, she herself wouldn't want to have any problems with my faction,' Jacob thought to himself calmly.
