Chapter 50

The discipline teacher, his age evident in his balding head and furrowed brow, stormed in with a palpable air of anger. Accompanying him was Gisella, Peter's sister, her presence adding to the tension.

"Nothing happened," the club captain declared, striding towards the teacher with a strained smile that did little to mask the bruises marring his face.

The teacher, skepticism etched in every line of his face, surveyed the scene. "What do you mean 'nothing'? I can clearly see bruises on your face, and hear the moans of pain," he remarked, his gaze sweeping over six individuals writhing on the floor.

"Teacher," the captain began, his voice laced with effort to sound convincing. "We're a boxing club. Sparring is part of our routine. How else could we hope to win the upcoming tournament?"

The teacher's eyes narrowed, unswayed. He continued his inspection, noting the twenty-five club members, each wearing a forced smile.

Of course, nothing was wrong.

As Gisella walked away just now, I force
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