No 1 Supreme Warrior

Griffin’s words and him waiting for Jack at this location had confused Jack greatly. Although Griffin was a chosen disciple and every disciple would automatically feel inferior to them as they were the future hope of the entire sect, the chosen disciples did not have such treatment when it came to Jack.

Before Jack could understand the meaning behind Griffin’s words and tone, Griffin was already so arrogant toward him. Jack, unable to tolerate such behavior and not wanting to dilly nor dally, chuckled softly and said in a slightly cold manner, “I really don’t understand what you mean, Senior Brother Griffin. I don’t know anything about this spot you’re talking about.”

Jack as if he had chosen the hard way to deal with things. “You really think I don’t dare do anything to you? Although you’re already the Eleventh Elder’s last disciple, you’re just an elder disciple, but you’re nothing to us chosen disciples. Oliver Sayer is definitely a top disciple among the formal disciples, but he’s just a newbie in my opinion. I can

on their faces. Although Griffin’s questions were not aimed at them, the look in his eyes

don’t know if there’s something wrong with your eyes or your mind. When was I arrogant and showed off in front of you? This is the first time I’ve met you, and I’ve never heard

was, to Jack, a

to have replied with such a sharp tongue. Since he became a chosen disciple, all regular disciples were extremely respectful when they interacted with him. None of them dare act

experienced it myself. I originally planned to

his eyes, utterly bewildered. He abhorred those who, as being in a higher position, spoke to him in such an interrogative manner. They always treated him with such a condescending attitude, and they would feel insulted once he said something they disliked. As a

waste a single second of his time. “What do