He could not do anything in the waiting area but seethe in anger. He felt more and more uncomfortable, feeling like he had to vent all his anger.

He suddenly saw Trevor acting incredibly sullen. Chris frowned as doubt flashed in his eyes.

They were both disciples from high-grade clans from White Marsh Continent. He knew Trevor a little and the extent of his skills. If Edward and himself were not there Trevor might actually have a chance of winning. However, with him there, and Edward as well, Trevor’s chances were minuscule.

Did Trevor not look into who was participating before he registered?

He seemed to just barge in hotheadedly.

Trevor look down

found a target for his frustrations, “Trevor, is something wrong with you? Are you just as crazy as this

strong as Chris, the two of them were still chosen disciples from

am I sick of living. Or maybe everyone here’s actually already sick

darkened. Even Trevor had talked back to him. That intensified

one who refuses

felt like Chris’

with good intentions

had just answered truthfully, but Chris felt

glanced at Jack and resolved himself. Everyone here was an enemy anyway, there was no reason for him to be nice to Chris. He would

if Chris was skilled, if Trevor put in everything he had, Trevor might actually

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