Everyone stared at Cedric. They were surprised by his words but more than that, his claims sound ridiculous.
"Rabbits? Are you even hearing yourself? How could such a ridiculous thing even happen?" Mark was incensed.
He had already developed a great dislike towards this person. This guy hasn't helped them even once! Now, all of a sudden he'd say something like this? Isn't this an attempt to sabotage his chance?
Cedric on the other hand didn't seem fazed by the glare he was receiving from Mark, as well as the looks of doubt the rest were giving him. He simply raised his brow at them and said:
"You call yourself a Master yet you can't even discover where you went wrong...hmm, oh well. It seems that you aren't willing to listen...again, so suit yourself. Don't say I didn't warn you."
Cedric shrugged and went back to his previous seat, sipping at his drink loudly.
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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