GoodNovelChapter 136
"Don't worry, | know what I'm doing. That kick won't cripple you, but if you dare touchagain..."
Arnold winced, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he tried to endure the pain. Felicia felt a sense of
satisfaction wash over her.
Just then, the group of women who had been trailing behind approached with concerned looks when they saw
Arnold's pained expression. "Mr. Lawson, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Of course, Arnold couldn't confess the truth. Gritting his teeth, he slowly stood up while trying to appear unfazed.
He strained his voice as he replied, "I'm fine."
Realizing that returning to the bus was no longer an option, the vice principal consulted slocal villagers for
directions and led the others toward a road suitable for vehicles.
Not wanting to spend the night in the mountains, they had no choice but to follow Felicia further along the path.
Felicia paid no mind to her followers and confidently led the way. After walking for half an hour as twilight set in,
she finally caught sight of the picturesque village at the foot of the mountain.
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The sounds of chirping insects and birds mingled with the wafting smoke of cooking fires, creating a warm,
homey atmosphere.
Felicia paused, taking it all in.
Arnold and the women caught up with her. They were ready to throw ssarcastic remarks, but they halted in
shock at the sight before them.
Prior to their arrival, the college had warned them that Alverton was impoverished and backward, with no proper
roads and a lack of basic infrastructure. They were visiting a truly desolate place, but they weren't there for a
vacation in the first place.
They were greeted with a village with white walls and gray eaves decorated with dark wooden beams and
elegant roofs. The roof tiles had been arranged in pleasing harmony.
This place was serene and beautiful, worthy of the title paradise.
Arnold's surprise was evident. He instinctively looked at Felicia, sensing that she seemed quite familiar with this
place. It was almost as if it were her own home.
The women around them gawked wide-eyed.
"I thought they told us that this was a very poor place? Weren't we told that there were no roads here?"
"Holy! Is this really Alverton? | thought we had arrived at stourist destination. It's so pretty!"
"The architecture here is so unique! It doesn't feel like an ordinary village at all-more like an uncharted ancient
town!"
"It looks nice, but what's the point? This place is remote, poor, and filled with bumpkins! If it weren't for the
college, | wouldn't be here at all!"
The woman who said this was Olivia
Adler, whose family ran the
second-largest catering mogul in Khogend. The air of superiority around her was thick, and her privilege was
evident.
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Given her wealthy background, her words held weight. The others, coming from more modest means felt the
sting of her insult. This left them in a mix of awkwardness and discontent, but they didn't have the courage to
voice it.
Arnold shot her a glare, finding the noise annoying. When he looked back, he saw Felicia had already descended
the mountain and was heading toward the village.
Feeling the lingering ache from earlier, he gritted his teeth and followed.
She dared to kick him, didn't she? He would make sure she understood the consequences one day!
The mayor of Alverton, Charles
West, had not been informed about the college's visit beforehand, so when the bus arrived, he went to
communicate with the other party. Only then did he learn about the training program, which prompted him to
hurry and arrange for villagers to prepare their homes for hosting.
Felicia made a beeline for a quaint little courtyard. A smile brightened her face as she called out, "Nana!"
An elderly woman who was busy weaving a bamboo basket instinctively looked up. Upon recognizing Felicia, she
excitedly dropped the basket and hurried toward her. "Licia! Is it really you? You've cback!"
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