The person who walked in had a powerful aura, enough to make them sense it immediately. Naturally, all eyes followed and looked over.
The other person was wearing army service uniform, estimated to be around twenty-five years old, yet the two bars and a star on their shoulder were extremely conspicuous.
Young and handsome, not much different from them in age, with a mix of arrogance and swagger between the eyebrows, but carrying an aura that commands respect.
Watching him walk to the podium with eyes wide open, pairs of eyes just stared, only having time to marvel at his military rank without thinking about being stunned by his identity.
"My name is Dylan Murray."
Standing at the podium, the major placed the lesson plan in his hand down, with a lazy tone that conveyed authority and cold arrogance.
Instantly, the entire classroom's attention was focused on him.
