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.

look down

“Trevor, is something wrong with you? Are you just

strong as Chris, the two of them were still chosen disciples from eighth-grade clans. It felt bad being

replied, “I’m not mad, nor am I sick of living. Or maybe everyone

talked back to him. That

who refuses to listen

Chris’ words were

could someone with good

just answered truthfully, but Chris

here was an enemy anyway, there was no reason for him to be nice to Chris. He would try for

in everything he had, Trevor might actually stand a chance. After motivating

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