Lv Zhengyang could sense Ju Haocang's disdainful gaze directed down at him. He wasn't oblivious to this fact – he possessed enough intelligence to discern the condescension in Ju Haocang's demeanor.
Typically, many individuals would engage in idle chatter regarding Lv Zhengyang's fifth-ranking position. However, Ju Haocang seemed utterly indifferent to his existence, opting instead to subject him to direct humiliation.
Lv Zhengyang's fists clenched involuntarily, causing the veins on his face to protrude visibly.
His determination surged as he contemplated the rewards that awaited him within the mystic realm. The upcoming year held the promise of him surpassing Ju Haocang and finally shedding the burden of fifth place.
At that juncture, he vowed to impart a valuable lesson to Ju Haocang. This unspoken intention colored his thoughts with a sinister intensity.
However…
