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... tted together as he stared straight ahead, his expression stern.

Beads of sweat trickled down his cheek as his chest was soaked with perspiration, leaving a conspicuous dark patch.

Under the shade of the trees, Instructor Yan watched him with folded arms. He drawled, "You can leave after you admit your mistake and report to me."

Bo Yan stood firm, not uttering a word.

"Still defiant, huh? No one can discipline you, right? Then stand there and roast!"

He wa ...

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