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

a target for his frustrations, “Trevor, is something wrong with you? Are

Even if he was not as strong as Chris, the two of them were still chosen disciples from eighth-grade

I sick of living. Or maybe everyone here’s

talked back to him. That intensified Chris’ anger

who refuses

felt like Chris’ words

with good intentions

had just answered truthfully, but Chris felt like Trevor

Everyone here was an enemy anyway, there was no reason for him to be nice

would do everything he could to defeat Chris. Even if Chris was skilled, if Trevor put in everything he had, Trevor might actually stand a chance. After motivating himself internally, he found his lost confidence again. He straightened

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