Upon hearing my words, Lucian River burst into a hearty laugh. The old men surrounding him wore mocking expressions, looking at me as if I was some foolish clown.
"Going straight to the finals? I've never heard of such a thing," Lucian said, taking a sip of tea.
"Exactly, he doesn't even know how to brag properly."
"At such a young age, not having much ability is one thing, but to be full of lies as well. Elder Drake, is this what you teach your students?"
Hearing their words, I could only respond with a cold sneer.
"Whether I'm directly guaranteed or not, we'll know the result soon." I pulled Elder Drake to a spot and sat down.
Lucian chuckled. "I think you just want to stay here and not leave, right? Even if there really is a guarantee, it still has to pass through me, the president."
"How are you guaranteed when I don't know about it as the Association President?" he asked mockingly.
I shot him a disdainful glance. "Some things don't need your approval."
