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Looking at Andrew, Zachary proactively explained, "Mr. Thornton might hold a powerful position and sit high on
the Titan List, but he's actually a pretty down-to- earth guy. Even outer disciples used to be able to see him
pretty easily, and he's never one to put on airs or show up late. So whatever's going on today is definitely a
first."
Andrew had also heard of Jerome's reputation, knowing he was widely respected. It was not just because of his
martial arts skills, but also his approachable nature and elder-like demeanor.
There were even rumors that when Jerwas young and traveling the martial world, he was bullied by some
brat. The kid had climbed up a tree, and when Jerpassed underneath, he pissed right on Jerome's head.
Not only did Jernot get angry, but he wiped the urine from his face and gave the kid in the tree a thumbs
up, praising the child's boldness and spirit, saying he would surely achieve great things in the future.
Just then, the noisy hall suddenly fell silent. The people seated near the front quickly shifted to the sides. All eyes
turned toward the main staircase at the back of the hall, including Andrew's.
A group emerged from the far end, and leading them was a middle-aged man in a long robe, his face square-
jawed and composed, with a warm and gentle smile.
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entire Gabo Creek region's Martial Union." Andrew remained calm while secretly observing this man.
Jercto the central main seat and raised his hands. "Apologies for the delay, everyone. | had some
matters to handle and ca bit late."
The martial artists who had been grumbling earlier all immediately responded with hearty laughs and respectful
nods.
"No worries, Mr. Thornton! You've got a lot on your plate. We totally understand!"
Another said, "You're the pillar of the Southern Martial Union! You could've shown up next year and we'd still be
waiting!
"I even brought a tent, Mr. Thornton. I'll camp out here for a week if | have to, just say the word!"
Andrew broke into a sweat. These rough-around-the-edges fighters were unexpectedly entertaining. They
rambled on without a hint of embarrassment, each louder than the fast, joking like they were at a street fair
instead of a formal gathering.
Once seated, Jersmiled and addressed the crowd. "Today's a good day. I'm opening my doors to take on a
few inner disciples. There won't be any long speeches. Let's get straight to it."
The entire hall perked up at once. Everyone knew how rare Jerome's inner disciple spots were. You did not need a
speech to prove it; just look at the turnout.
For most families, getting their kid into any martial school was already a huge accomplishment, like sending a
rural kid to a good public high school.
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