Chapter 124 The Toll Booth
The group of third-year senior students and their accompanying teachers finally approached the Ruin’s entrance.
Zane and his team paused their golf game and calmly stepped forward, blocking the path.
A tall senior named Sunder glared at them.
"Why are you still standing there? Move aside and go inside already!"
Asphalt stepped forward with a smug grin. "This gate? It was opened by my friend Zane here—using a precious family heirloom. Since you didn’t open it, you’ll need to make a donation to pass. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Sunder sneered.
"Otherwise," Asphalt said, voice cool and unshaken, "no one’s getting through."
A senior girl, Supriya, stepped up with a sweet smile. "Kids, do you even know who we are? We’re your seniors—third-years from the Academy. And these are your esteemed teachers. We’re here to safeguard you freshers during this trial."
She folded her arms with a faux-kind smile. "Let us through now, and trust me—we’ll remember your good deeds in the future."
Zane’s group didn’t respond.
Instead, they all glanced at Dar.
She stepped forward with her usual elegance—but her voice was icy.