No 1 Supreme Warrior

They talked as they walked, meeting many other disciples along the way as they did.

The battle at the gathering spot made Jack relatively well-known, and a lot of people viewed him in a different light from then on. Most of them looked at him with admiration, but some envied Jack immensely. Despite this, Jack’s expression remained stoic and unperturbed, no matter what the people’s opinions were of him.

The closer they were to the east side, the fewer the disciples they ran into. After all, the people active in the east side were mostly the management members with high positions, or even elder disciples. Jack and the rest did not know their way as this was their first time here. They struggled to find their way here and had to ask for directions from several disciples.

as they got closer as their surroundings were utterly quiet. Apart from the sound of the wind blowing past the bamboo trees, the only thing that could be heard were their voices. At this moment, Noel suddenly frowned as he lowered his voice and said, “Who’s that guy up ahead? Why is he looking

seemed to be doing that on purpose so that they could not see him clearly. However,

of the

that the person was wearing clothes that indicated he was a chosen disciple. There was an obvious division between the sect’s disciples. The disciples had different clothes

sewn on his waist, and he was obviously a chosen disciple as

them raised their

others. Only his eyes were seen peeking out behind them as he looked at the chosen disciple in

“Why are you looking at me so alertly?

power show. Jack frowned; this person did not come bearing good intentions. He had no idea who this person was as he had only

politely with his hands out

“I’m a chosen disciple, Griffin Olsen. Remember this name; you’ll be hearing it often