"I think we've all had enough for today," the man continued. "Chen, I believe it is your turn to pack up. Yijun, I would like to speak with you privately. The rest of you, get out of my sight." It was rare, that he would call students by their first name. In such a short time, Yijun had stood out. Curling his hands into fists, he watched as Yijun stood, his forest eyes shining with self-satisfaction. Right then and there, Chen wished to continue their brawl.