The joyful expression on Lan's face suddenly stiffened.
What? Weaklings aren't worthy of being remembered by name?
That simple sentence made Lan's face and ears turn red instantly. He was completely thrown off balance. In Riston, he was a genius, someone everyone had high hopes for!
How could he be regarded as trash in Charles' eyes?
"Charles! Just you wait! Even if you beg me on your knees later, I won't let you off!" Lan couldn't hold back any longer and shouted furiously.
Charles had already stepped into the elevator, his gaze calm, looking at Lan as if he were a clown.
It wasn't until Catherine, Hale, and Jace entered the elevator that the doors began to close.
That's when Lan realized, "I haven't gotten in yet!"
Underground Level Four,
Inside the hotel's exclusive practice arena, Lan and Charles stood facing each other.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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