Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master novel Chapter 762

"I didn't let you down," Rocky said to Juey with a bright smile, his arms stuffed in his pockets.

"Of course, I had no doubts. Don't forget that I brought you here, and I wouldn't have done that if I'm not confident in you," replied Juey drily. In contrast to her dry tone, was the warm and proud smile she levered at him right after. Of course, he didn't need to know that she did worry for him earlier.

"By the way, my sister Mary must be furious right now, so you must be careful from now on. I know my sister. Once she sets her mind on something, she won't let it go. If she wants to drive you away, she will do whatever it takes." The cheery look that Juey was sporting earlier had been completely replaced by a darker expression.

She was frowning in consternation, and although she wanted to stop her sister, all she could do right then was warn Rocky and hope that that would be enough. "Okay. I'll go back to the beast farm first," said Rocky in an offhand manner. Honestly, Mary wasn't big enough of a threat for him to take seriously, and he was confident that he could face whatever trouble she would throw his way. In the first place, he only took part in the interview so that he could reverse Mary's momentum. He couldn't care less whether he became a disciple there or not.

The next day, a disciple from the Xiao Clan brought Rocky a set of clothes, and once he had changed into them, he was directed to the training field where he had been interviewed the day before.

Rocky didn't want to go, but he knew that Mary would just hassle him if he didn't go. He wasn't afraid of her, but the last thing he wanted was to be distracted when he was only halfway done with his research. It would take him at least fifteen more days to work on the samples of spirit-manipulated beasts in the beast farm, but once it was done, Mary wouldn't even need to drive him away. He would disappear on his own.

Thus, he put on the black and white robe with a heaviness in his limbs and languor in his steps.

Every disciple of the Xiao Clan had the black and white robes as their official uniform, and if they showed an excellent performance and talent, they would be officially promoted to be a disciple of the clan after three years. That was the time when they would be allowed to wear the official green clothes that represented the identity of a disciple of the Xiao Clan. It was every disciple's dream to wear those green robes. Well, except for Rocky.

As soon as Rocky arrived at the training field, he saw numerous disciples of the Xiao Clan in the same garb as him, and almost all of them were spirit manipulators. Of course, their strength was only about the first or second grade of the Mortal Stage. There were also a few ordinary people that were wandering around, and he quickly pretended to be one of them.

As he was walking, a figure rushed out from the other side and collided with him accidentally.

Rocky had noticed him, of course, but he didn't avoid getting hit, as that would expose his true abilities. Just as they bumped into each other, Rocky stepped back as if he was affected, while the other person was thrown back as well.

"It hurts!" the figure exclaimed at once.

"Yes, it did," Rocky responded with a bitter smile rubbing where the figure supposedly hit him. Now that the figure was somewhat still, he noticed that it was a young man, probably around seventeen years old, with dark skin and fine teeth. Just like him, he was wearing the disciple clothes of the Xiao Clan.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't see you just now," the boy apologized as soon as he looked up.

"It's okay. What's your name?" Rocky asked in a friendly tone.

"Jonas, J-o-n-a-s," the boy replied.

"Jonas? Isn't that a famous person in history? Maybe you will have a bright future." As Rocky spoke, a warm and genial smile broke out on his face. Then, he patted the boy's back amiably and turned to leave.