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

by an informal disciple. His mouth twitched and 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

Don’t you know what it means to have

even bother to turn to face the First Elder while answering, “Of course, I do but I was just saying it like it

‘Who the hell does he think he is? Does he think that he can say and do whatever he wants just because

to control himself. “Why should I listen to you? You’re nothing but an

he could finish. “You’re right! I am an informal disciple! But so what? You were once an informal disciple too! What

“It doesn’t take a master to figure it out! All of the last disciples 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

the spectators were thinking, and the disdain in

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