Chapter 445 – The Only True Disciple of Mr. Zack Lance
The young man who spoke was slightly older, dressed in the traditional robes of the Cinnabar Sect. He studied John with a suspicious gaze, clearly doubting his identity.
In the past few days, he was the first disciple from the Cinnabar Sect to question John.
"There are so many disciples in the sect. Isn't it normal that you haven't seen me?" John replied casually. "You can't just suspect me because I'm bald."
The young man sneered. "What a joke."
"There are tens of millions of disciples in the Cinnabar Sect. Sure, I don't know every one of them, but there's no one who doesn't know me."
So arrogant?
John gave him a once-over, raising an eyebrow.
This guy's seriously full of himself. Who the hell says something like that?
Clearly, the young man thought he was somebody important.
"Answer me," the man repeated, tone sharpening. "Which elder are you apprenticed to?"
John smirked. "Look, I don't even know who you are, and you're already interrogating me? Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking for my life story?"