When the head of the Billion Group finally showed up, late, of course, most of the students had already started whispering among themselves.
Some thought he might've bailed. Maybe the pressure had gotten to him, and he'd staged this whole thing just for attention, only to vanish when it really mattered. But the moment Max stepped onto the court, those rumors dissolved.
The way he walked, deliberate, head high, and the confidence radiating off him made it obvious. This wasn't someone scared of a fight. Max was calm, composed, and ready. He hadn't come here to run. He had come here to make a statement.
Even before the rest of his group reached the basketball court, which was surrounded by a tall, metal cage, Max was already moving. He walked straight up to the door and pushed it open without hesitation, stepping inside alone.
"Stay back," Max said over his shoulder, his voice steady.
