Surrounding Ace were seven other Forger Masters, including Forger Master Clifton, and their eyes were filled with shock and a peculiar zeal.
"Young lad, become this Stetson's disciple and join the Spirit Armor Hall? You'll not have to worry about resources in the sect! In thirty years, I'll make a three-star spirit armor forger!" A burly man with a bald head quickly said to Ace before the other could react.
"Shameless! Your disciple isn't even ranked in the top ten of the Chief Disciple Ranking! How could you take this young genius and ruin his talent with your dull teaching!?" An old woman smacked her cane on the floor as she scoffed disdainfully at Stetson.
But she quickly pulled an amiable smile as she looked at George and kindly said, "Little genius, you should become a disciple of my Spirit Accessory Hall. I can promise you all the resources you need, whether for cultivating or spirit forging! You'll also have many senior sisters to take care of you!"
