The disciple courtyards in the chief disciple district were lavish and equipped with all kinds of cultivation facilities. They also symbolized the chief disciples' status, and the number of courtyards also represented a chief disciple ranking, whether they were Chief Fla Disciples or Chief Forger Disciples.
The lower the number of courtyards, the higher the ranking of chief disciple and the more facilities and space these courtyards had, especially the courtyard numbers from 1 to 10.
These courtyards were like castles, and the disciples who resided here were all top geniuses of the AIG sect. Furthermore, ranking in the top ten had another benefit: the disciples could form their own disciple factions and accept other disciples as long as they were willing.
However, the most prominent factions of these disciples still belonged to the top geniuses of the four clans. Since 97% of these chief disciples belonged to the four clans, as decided by the rankings, only the most powerful and talented genius of each clan could be the leader, while the others could only be under these four disciples.
The courtyard Ace was brought to was courtyard no.3, which belonged to the third-ranked disciple in chief forger disciple ranking, Floyd Weston, the top genius of the Weston Clan and the leader of the Weston Forger Disciple Faction!
At this mont, Ace looked at the handso man, seemingly in his early twenties, with long black hair tied with a golden dragon hairpin and a scholarly temperant. He was wearing chief forge disciple robes. He was sitting on the main seat of a large jade table with a cup of warm tea in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face as he looked at George with great interest. He was Floyd Weston!
Sitting beside him was a fairy-like woman with the temperant of an aloof goddess and icy cold eyes as she looked towards George with a hint of curiosity. She was Avery Weston, ranked 6th on the Chief Forger Disciple Ranking.
There were more people, but they were sitting far away from these two. Everyone was looking at George with all kinds of expressions: curiosity, jealousy, envy, disdain, even unwillingness. But they were all silent, for they didn't dare speak up first in Floyd and Avery's presence.
Ted and Maci joined them and took their designated seats without saying anything. Ted has this amusing grin as if he were about to watch a show.
While they were observing Ace, he was also observing them and was quite surprised because they were all ascension warrior realm cultivators, at least, while the man and woman sitting at the top were even stronger!
"Junior George greets all seniors!" Ace politely greeted everyone.
Floyd nodded with a smile, "Welco to the AIG sect, Junior George. I must congratulate you on becoming a Chief Forger Disciple directly. Even my father has a very favorable opinion of you. I wonder just how talented you must be to draw so much attention. I must confess, I'm envious."
Ace was slightly surprised; since he wasn't expecting this big shot to openly say those words, he was secretly amused.
"My achievents are not worth ntioning in front of Senior, who is a dragon among n; I was just lucky," He replied with a faint smile.
A hint of surprise flashed past Floyd's eyes as his smile grew, "Luck is also part of one strength. You don't have to be so humble. We are all Chief Disciples of the Sect, which ans we are equal now. Your background or previous status has no aning. You are the pillar of the AIG sect, and you should be proud. Don't let anyone look down on you!"
Ace couldn't help but look deeply at Floyd and think, 'This guy has excellent control over his facial expressions. I can't tell if he's kind or just acting. Let see...'
At this mont, under everyone's astounded expression, George suddenly picked up a chair and dragged it towards the position where Floyd and Avery were sitting.
But what he did next stunned everyone. He placed the seat right next to Floyd and comfortably sat down, but this wasn't the end; he picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup,
and leisurely started to sip on the milky white tea.
Even Ted was dumbfounded and started to sweat like everyone else, even he wasn't this daring.
"What a good tea!" George smacked his lips as he placed the teacup down. He looked at Flabbergasted Floyd and Avery and grinned, "Since we are equal, I hope you don't mind acting as an equal right brother, Floyd?"
The entire place was deadly silent. Everyone was holding their breath as they looked between George and Floyd. They all thought that the new guy was finished.
After all, they knew Floyd was just being polite, yet this guy wasn't sensible enough and had done sothing presumptuous. He even called Floyd without any respect.
But now, if Floyd reacted to him, it would be the sa as slapping his own face. Even Avery's eyes turned hostile as a cold aura released from her. Everyone trembled as they were all ready to escape. They all knew that this cold woman would only react to Floyd or anything related to him, and when she responded, she was extrely dangerous. That's why everyone among the disciples knew they could offend anyone, but Floyd or this madwoman would go on a rampage!
Ace also sensed the dangerous predatory eyes locked on him, but he didn't flinch as he only looked at Floyd. A hint of surprise flashed past Avery's eyes when this weak ascension soldier didn't even blink under her gaze.
"Hahahaha!" Floyd suddenly burst into laughter, extrely amused, and didn't seem offended at all. "Interesting. You know, even Nathaniel and Avalynn didn't dare to do what you just did." He suddenly released powerful pressure on George.
'He's done!' Everyone thought they shuddered when they sensed Floyd's spiritual pressure.
However, at this mont, everyone's expression changed. Floyd's expression turned solemn, and George rely grinned as he casually picked up the teapot again and poured another cup of tea for himself.
He casually took another sip under Floyd's powerful pressure, making everyone look at Floyd as if he was playing around. Yet the most shocked was Floyd because he was clearly using Ascension Grand General realm spiritual pressure. Although he wasn't using his entire strength, it was still enough to cause any Ascension soldier to shudder in fear.
Yet George acted as if the spiritual pressure didn't exist at all, casually sipping tea with a releasing expression before he finally spoke while looking at Floyd.
"Although I don't know who Nathaniel and Avalynn are since they can't even do this much, are they even qualified to be your equal? As for , as you said, we are all chief disciples and equal; if I can't even sit where I want, am I even qualified to be a chief disciple?"
Everyone was speechless by this arrogant guy's words; even Floyd was lost for words and didn't know what to say.
But Ace wasn't done. He casually stood up and walked towards the exit under everyone's dumbfounded expression.
Without looking back, Ace said, "It was nice eting you, Brother Floyd, and I really appreciate the Weston clan's consideration. But I don't need it, nor am I interested in politics among the four clans. I'm here to cultivate, and I hope everyone can understand that."
Suddenly, he looked around with icy eyes, making Avery and Floyd shocked for a mont as disbelief surfaced on their faces. They felt fear from an Ascension Soldier!?
"But if others didn't leave in peace, I can assure you I have the ans to flip the entire Chief Hall Court." He then suddenly smiled warmly, "I hope you can relay this ssage to the three clans. Other than that, let's talk again if you want to be friends at my place with tea. Oh, and you'll be the one bringing the tea!"
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