The man who ridiculed him was Clark, the Elder of the School of Spear Skill.
Alan could do nothing but grit his teeth so that he could stop himself from speaking. He initially thought that today would be a good day. However, things didn't go as he had imagined. Somehow, he even ended up being insulted like this.
"You, come over here." One Wonder Realm cultivator grabbed Darren by the arm and dragged him onto the battle ring following young master's order.
Darren stood on the stage, calculating what to do next.
'The Sect Leader asked me to take out a Wonder Realm master with some special skills. But right now there are two Wonder Realm experts here. He hasn't taken any actions yet, so I can't act recklessly.'
Darren controlled his anger while he was waiting for Michael's instruction. He didn't want to mess up Michael's plan.
"Who wants to challenge him? Anyone who defeats him will be my servant," The young man said loudly.
He waited for a few moments, but no one volunteered to battle Darren.
Creasing his eyebrows, he stretched out his hand and attacked several disciples. In an instant, the poor victims turned to ashes. With a vicious expression on his face, he said menacingly, "If no one fights him, I will kill all of you. Ha-ha. If you haven't noticed by now, I enjoy killing."
"Sir, I'm Randy Mu. I'm ready to battle him!"
Randy took a leap and positioned himself in front of Darren.
"Bastard, get your ass out of there!"
Clark scolded furiously as he recognized his disciple.
"Elder Clark, cool down. These masters are in charge here now. You're in no position to lecture me. After I've slain this brat, I will be his squire. When that happens, you won't be able to talk to me like that anymore!" Randy snapped.
"You ungrateful bastard. I took you under my wing! I taught you for years, is this how you pay me back?" Clark said, trembling with anger and disappointment.
"Old man, stop embarrassing yourself. I became strong because of my talent. This has nothing to do with you or anything you taught me. Don't flatter yourself," Randy retorted.
"You..." Clark was so angry that he could feel his blood start boiling.
"That's pretty good. I like you. I need an ungrateful lackey as my squire, and you're the perfect candidate. I'm looking forward to your performance," that young man remarked.
"Thank you, sir. I promise to be loyal to you," Randy responded in a joyful tone.
'Shame on him. What a jerk, ' many people present cursed Randy inwardly. To their dismay, Randy turned out to be such a shameless, evil guy.
"Randy, get out of there! You are going too far. I only asked you to teach Darren a lesson. I did not ask you to side with our enemy," Fiona said with a flash of anger, pointing at Randy.
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