Seeing the encouragement in Elder Godfrey’s eyes made Jack even more nonplussed. “What the heck are you encouraging me for? I never wanted to be your last disciple or get anything out of you!’ The more he thought about this, the more gloomy he became.

If he backed down, he would no doubt be looked down even more by others. Thus, he stood up a little straighter, looked evenly at Oliver, and said, “You wouldn’t have said all that if he didn’t hold a grudge against me! Stop trying to slander me. Besides, Elder Godfrey is the one who’s choosing the last disciple now, not you! So you should just keep your mouth shut!”

heard this, but quickly their eyes began to sparkle in anticipation of what was going to happen next. Never in a million years would they think that a nobody would dare to speak to Oliver in this

his eyes filled with anger. Wesley, who was still standing at the front of the line of informal disciples, was so angry that he almost rushed up to beat Jack senselessly, for humiliating

a formal disciple? Don’t you

not even bother to turn to face the First Elder while answering, “Of course, I do but I was just saying it like it is. Was I wrong in thinking that it is Elder Godfrey who’s doing the

does he think he is? Does he think that he can say and

hand was trembling, but he managed to control himself. “Why should I listen to you? You’re

an informal disciple! But so what? You were once an informal disciple too! What makes you so certain that I don’t

were chosen from the formal disciples. And you’re right, we formal disciples were once informal disciples too but we got to where we are right now through our talent and hard work! Not to mention you didn’t even get accepted through our standard procedures. You,

spectators were thinking, and the

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