Dawn was running calmly, and his eyes locked on Trevor and his lackeys. The ground was made with the standard length of four hundred meters to allow the children to experience real athleticism. If it were the old Dawn, he would have long fallen on his knees after the first warm-up session.
However, the people were shocked to see that not only was this guy moving calmly, he had yet to work up any sweat. Trevor was angry by this because he saw that Dawn was gaining popularity among his classmates. Trevor suffered from a critical superiority complex. He thought he was the best human being in the world.
A young man beside Trevor asked, "Boss, why does it feel like this guy has gotten stronger?"
Trevor gazed at him and spoke with a scowl, "Hamlet, you are very smart till you open your mouth. Shut up for me."
Hamlet flinched and said, "I will go and join the rest."
