Chapter One Hundred Forty Nine - His Junior Martial Brothers!
Tyler finally found out why everyone reacted this way. He didn't even have to spy on other people to determine why they were so reluctant to send Shen Qiu away for this kind of competition. The lazy disciple had already opened his chattering mouth and uttered everything as if this person was a guide who was explaining why this thing had happened that way.
"And now that Shen Qiu had finally managed to learn his way to become a top-class alchemist, why do you people want to send him to such a place?!" Zhao Jiayi was displeased with what his master had decided. So he bluntly blurted it all out. "He would only be a nuisance if nothing else."
"Junior martial brother!" The strict teacher-like disciple glared at Zhao Jiayi, who was the youngest at the present moment. "Is this how you talk to your master?! Apologize!"