Ninety-three: The power of Ivan

"Ivan Shay! Welcome, take your seat. You have exactly thirty seven minutes to your exam, the game changer to decide your fate in our prestigious school." An old looking man stated.

The man was bald and had wrinkles on his face. His lips had a crooked smile and his blue bulging eyes almost looked like one was bigger than the other.

One could tell immediately that he was over fifty. He was one of those greedy old men who would find a good source of income and never want to leave for others to benefit from it even after they had made enough and some extra.

"Ivan, you probably don't know him but this is Mr Marcus--"

"--professor Marcus!" The old man lashed out with a stern expression.

"Right, professor Marcus. Professor Marcus has been a great image for knowledge for over three decades! He has become the word education himself!" The dean explained.

"Why do you keep getting my information wrong?" The man sneered.

"Uh? What?" The Dean asked confusedly.

"Not over three decades you fool! Fou