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!”

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

eyes filled with anger. Wesley, who was still standing at the front of the line of informal disciples,

speak so blatantly toward a formal disciple? Don’t you know what it means to have respect for

remained impassive and did 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

anger. ‘Who the hell does he think he is? Does he think that he can say and do whatever he

but he managed to control himself. “Why should I listen to

what? You were once an informal disciple too! What makes you so

by his words that he started to laugh. He pointed at Jack’s face, and said, “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

were exactly what many of the spectators were

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