Chapter 445 The only true disciple of Mr. Zack Lance
The young man who spoke was older. Wearing the clothes of the Cinnabar Sect, he was looking at John suspiciously.
He doubted John’s identity.
In the past few days, he was the first disciple of the Cinnabar Sect who doubted the identity of John.
“There are so many disciples in Cinnabar Sect. Isn’t it normal that you haven’t seen me? You can’t discriminate
against me just because I’m bald.”
“What a joke!”
The young man sneered and said, “Well, there are tens of millions of disciples in the Cinnabar Sect. Normally, I
don’t know all of them, but there are no people who don’t know me.”
So arrogant?
John couldn’t help but take a few more glances at the young man, thinking that this guy was narcissistic. How dare
he say that no disciple in Cinnabar Sect didn’t know him.
It seemed that he was somebody famous.
“Answer me, to which elder are you a disciple?”
The young man asked again in an aggressive tone, and his suspicion of John deepened.
After thinking for a while, John said, “I’m not afraid to tell you the truth. I don’t know who you are, but you can’t
suspect my identity just because of this. Before asking me, why don’t you tell me your identity first?”
John was talking to the young man in a joking tone.
It was true, though, that he wondered what kind of identity the young man possessed to make him say such
narcissistic things.
The young man glanced at John arrogantly and said proudly, “I’m Richard Jefferson, the personal disciple of Mr.
Leonard, the sect leader of Cinnabar Sect. In other words, I’m the senior disciple among all the disciples of the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCinnabar Sect. How can you not know me?”
He looked at John sharply, trying to see the panic on his face.
However, he was disappointed.
He was somewhat surprised.
Today, a teacher from the Cloud School brought a few students to visit the Cinnabar Sect to see the inheritor
of Queen Cyan.
That teacher of the Cloud School had a good relationship with Mark Leonard. Then the two of them wanted to talk
about their old days in private, so Mark asked Richard to show several students around.
Soon he met John.
Every disciple of the Cinnabar Sect would respectfully call him senior fellow apprentice when they saw him.
Richard would be very proud to hear that.
Especially when he was with such a beautiful woman as Violet, Richard’s confidence was constantly boosted by
those junior fellow apprentices’ calls, which made him feel happy on the sly
It was a great honor to show off in front of beautiful women.
But who knew?
All of a sudden, a bald man rushed up to Violet and patted her on the shoulder. Then he pinched her face and
called her his wife.
This behavior was too frivolous and disrespectful to beautiful women.
Richard was unhappy to see that.
What annoyed him most was that the bald man ignored him as if he didn’t know him at all.
It turned out that the bald man didn’t know him.
It was hard for him not to doubt the identity of the bald man. Ever since he had introduced himself, Richard had
been staring at the bald man, trying to find out the sign of his guilt.
However.
The bald man, who was John, was very calm. He even sneered at Richard. “I thought you were a big shot, but it
turns out you are just so so!”
“What did you say?”
Richard’s face darkened.
The bald man in front of him wore the clothes of the disciples of the Cinnabar Sect. As long as he was a disciple of
the Cinnabar Sect, he had to respectfully call him a senior fellow apprentice.
However, the bald man didn’t show any respect after he knew who Richard was. He even dared to say something
like that, which was disrespectful.
And it embarrassed him in front of these beautiful women.
Richard was already very upset.
Not to be outdone, John asked, “Do you know who I am?”
“Who are you?” Richard suppressed his anger and asked.
John straightened his chest and looked more confident than Richard. He said proudly, “Do you know Mr. Zack
Lance, the guard of the Cinnabar tower? I am the only true disciple of him!”
Anyway, he was just bragging.
In the Cinnabar Sect, Mr. Zack Lance had higher seniority than the sect leader Mark. He should be the highest
seniority in the Cinnabar Sect.
Aren’t Richard the personal disciple of the sect leader and the senior fellow apprentice? John wanted to know,
Richard’s identity or his identity, which was more powerful?
“Mr. Zack Lance’s disciple?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRichard was stunned for a moment and fell into deep thought. After a while, he shook his head and said, “It’s
impossible. I’ve never heard that Mr. Zack Lance has accepted a personal disciple.”
“That’s because you don’t have enough information. If you don’t believe me, just ask Mr. Zack Lance.” John
said with contempt.
“You!”
Richard was stunned.
As a disciple of the Cinnabar Sect, he was not qualified to ask Mr. Zack Lance.
Damn it! The bald man was sure that he didn’t dare to ask Mr. Zack Lance!
“Since you said that you are the only true’disciple of Mr. Zack Lance, do you dare to go with me to meet the sect
leader and verify your identity?”
He didn’t dare to ask Mr. Zack Lance, but he could ask the sect leader. If Mr. Zack Lance accepted a disciple, the
sect leader must know about it.
Richard wanted to know whether what John said was true or not. He could just ask him to meet the sect
leader with him.
However, John spread out his hands and said, “Sorry, I’m not free. I don’t have to go with you unless Mr. Zack
Lance and the sect leader summon me in person.”
The implication was that Richard was not qualified.
Hearing that, Richard’s face suddenly darkened. He shouted, “You’re not free? Are you guilty of something? You
don’t dare to go with me to see the sect leader, do you? You have to go with me today!”
Richard’s attitude suddenly became very tough. He reached out to grab John’s shoulder, trying to catch him to
meet the sect leader and confront him.
John slipped and sidestepped Richard’s catch.
When his palm missed, Richard’s face turned more and more gloomy. He thought that he couldn’t lose his face in
front of the people of the Cloud School, so he immediately made a more ferocious move.