Fane was gritting his teeth, not wanting to give up. At the same time, Wesley had entered the Seven Stars Hall and was greeting the other disciples. He was becoming quite the celebrity there.
Although he provoked a newly promoted informal disciple, and it was not good to talk about it, Wesley did not feel disgraceful in doing so, because he did it under the pretense of so-called uprightness. He told anyone within earshot that an incompetent person like Fane did not deserve to have his own room and he did so under the name of justice.
"Brother Chaz, are you here to get an assignment too? Did you come across any new and interesting assignments? I just spent the last of my three hundred
assignment points. I plan to go to the Martial Art Techniques and Martial Skills Hall to redeem an elementary red level martial art technique once I have enough points," said Wesley.
Chaz turned around, glanced at Wesley, and said, "No, I didn't. I don't think there will be any good assignments since the Clan association is getting ready to go into battle with the Muddled Origin Clan. We’ll have to wait for that to end before any good assignments will come our way."
Wesley sighed gently and in a resigned tone said, "I really need to get a good assignment since I'm so broke. I originally planned to level up as much as possible before the battle but now it seems like I have to fill my hunger first." Of course, by ' hunger', Wesley did not mean hunger for food but hunger for martial art techniques and martial skills.
Chaz raised an eyebrow. "I would have believed those words if it came out of anyone else’s lips but definitely not from yours. I trust that Elder Sayer ensures you'll get a constant supply of martial art techniques and skills.
Wesley chuckled and said in a dignified tone, "Although he's an elder of my clan, he'll never break the rules of the Dual Sovereign Pavilion for a junior like me." Every Dual Sovereign Pavilion's disciples had to redeem the martial art techniques and skills with their own assignment points; if Elder Sayer broke the rules for Wesley, it would surely bring dishonor to Sayer's family name.
Chaz's eyebrow shot up again but he remained quiet out. He cupped his hand in salute and made his way to the exit. The Seven Stars Hall was situated in the middle of the Clan association and was only one road away from Martial Art Techniques and Martial Skills Hall. From this alone, one could tell just how important the Hall was in the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. There were always disciples going to and fro in the Seven Stars Hall to get assignments so they could earn some points to redeem martial art techniques and skills. Unless one became the chosen disciple, then no disciple would survive long without assignment points.
Wesley glanced at Chaz's retreating figure and scoffed, "What gives him the right to be so cocky! He's only in the top thirty ranking for informal disciples. There are more disciples who are stronger than me. Gah! He's so infuriating!"
Chaz would feel wrong if he had heard what Wesley said because he had done his best not to cause any offense to him already. Wesley did not say it to his face because he wanted to be on Chaz's good side as he was stronger than him.
Although it was true that Wesley had the backing of his clan, he should still tread carefully as his ranking was in the top two hundred, a far cry from Chaz's.
However, Wesley never thought that the difference in power between them was due to talent but time. He strongly believed that given more time, he would surely surpass Chaz and would not need to act all polite in front of him anymore. Suddenly, he heard his name being called and he did not even need to turn his back to find out who it was. If Fane was there, he would surely have recognized that person too as he was the man with triangular eyes who caused trouble for him and the person who sucks up to Wesley the most.
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