Ma Guo touched his head and smiled, "Please don't make fun of me, elder, I'm here because I have something important to deal with."
"What's the matter that can make you so anxious?"
The Clan Leader joked with a smile.
Ma Guo briefly explained the situation.
At first, the Clan Leader was all smiles, but the more he listened, the uglier his expression became.
"Anyone could be possible, but I never would have thought it was him!" Ma Guo concluded.
The Clan Leader's face grew solemn; after all, this was the honest truth—Old Han was the disciple he had personally mentored.
When Old Han had first started out, he was just the weakest rookie in the battle domain, but his intelligence and eagerness to learn made him valuable, and he received continuous support and favor from his master.
Old Han's dream had always been to follow the Clan Leader, serving him diligently and faithfully.
In the beginning of his training, however, Old Han couldn't shake off the arrogance of youth.