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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1418

Lyman had resided at the headquarters of the Magic Hand Sect, instead of joining the Southern Alliances Army.

So he didn't see Austin in person.

But he had seen Austin's portrait many times before this and was naturally quite familiar with Austin's appearance.

Evidently upon seeing Austin, Lyman immediately recognized him. Austin recently had enjoyed a high reputation on the South Continent.

Lyman was a little taken aback to see Austin, because he hadn't invited Austin.

Lyman personally felt that Austin had intruded into his territory.

Other than Lyman, the senior members of the other sects also recognized Austin.

There was a dead silence all around and the air was filled with awkwardness.

Everyone simply stared at Austin in surprise.

"Welcome, welcome, Commander Austin; our Magic Hand Sect is made brighter by your presence!

Please take a seat and make yourself comfortable!"

Lyman tried to normalize the situation because as the leader of the Magic Hand Sect, he could handle it easily.

At first, Lyman did get surprised at Austin's arrival. But now he was proud about this sudden twist in the course of the events.

Austin was famous now. Lyman took his arrival as a good sign.

'Well, you are a master indeed. So what? Does it make a difference?

I am still the topmost pill refiner on the South Continent. You have no other option but to team up with me!

No warrior can even dare to disrespect me at any point of time, '

Lyman thought to himself, self-satisfied.

"Arrange a seat for Commander Austin! Quickly, work fast!"

Lyman quickly let out the command. He looked extremely energetic.

"Lyman, you don't have to be so formal with me.

I am just here for the fun,"

Austin said flatly.

Austin absolutely hated Lyman from the very core of his heart. All he wanted to do was to tear Lyman into a million pieces and finish him off as soon as possible.

But his plan was greater. He first wanted Lyman to fall from grace and be dis reputed in front of everyone. He was waiting patiently for the right point of time.

Austin was unnaturally cold, which was observed carefully by Lyman. He thought it was just Austin's snobbery that was being displayed.

'Huh! Boy, how dare you put on that air in my presence?

If you ask me to help you refine elixirs next time, I will give you a piece of my mind, ' thought Lyman.

Lyman believed the reason why Austin came here without invitation was because Austin wanted to form an alliance with him and become his subordinate.

He was the top-level pill refiner on the South Continent. Lyman was confident that Austin would obviously ask for his help sooner or later.

Lyman was determined that he would put up airs when Austin would beg for his elixirs.

In a short time, a disciple of the Magic Hand Sect finished arranging seats for Austin and Godwin.

The senior members of the other sects all greeted Austin cordially and welcomed him to join them.

Due to Austin's great influence, no one showed the audacity to neglect him or look down upon him.

Most of people on the platform were at the Semi-emperor Realm. And part of them had once joined the Southern Alliances Army, so they all came up to Austin and greeted him.

Austin disliked and was awkward in handling such situations, but he had to present himself politely and accept the greetings.

Eventually, about an hour later, it was mid noon.

It was time for Lyman to accept his new disciple formally.

In just some minutes, the noisy atmosphere was replaced by a pin drop silence.

All people looked expectantly towards the platform.

The ceremony would take place on the platform.

Several disciples of the Magic Hand Sect moved an incense burner, a big herbal pot and a huge portrait onto the platform.

There were three joss sticks in the incense burner. They were as thick as the arm of a muscular grown man.

These things were essential for the ceremony to be completed.

It was in fact a simple process.

Austin vaguely knew their utilities.

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