I wasn't listening to Grand Martial Aunt until all of a sudden, the eyes of all of the disciples turned to look at me. I was shocked. What the h*ll do they want?
"So, disciple Jin Yahui?"
'So' what? What is it that she wants?!?
Junior brother nudged me and whispered, "Answer her!"
D*mn. 50-50 chance. I looked back at Grand Martial Aunt and said, "Yes."
"Perfect." She broke out into a smile and gestured for junior brother and me to walk onto the stage. What the h*ll? What's happening?
"We're going to fight, senior brother," junior brother whispered as he walked past me.
Fight?!? W-w-w-wait a second. I don't think junior brother would be able to handle my three years of karate.
I looked back at junior brother and paled.
Y-y-y-yeah. He's too scrawny. I'd beat him to a pulp.