"Alright... scram, everyone!" Lyrian shouted at that moment.
No one hesitated to grab their clothes and run except for Kyel who stayed for a short while longer.
After everyone had left, Kyel walked closer to Lyrian.
"Hey... would you mind..."
Lyrian already began to get a bit irritated on hearing this, 'Huh? He wants me to do a favor for him after he just tried to fight and insult me?'
"Making me your disciple?" Kyel said, looking slightly down and having nervous body language.
At that moment, Lyrian slapped the young man so hard that he flew into the river.
The river quickly carried the young man along, and he was gone from Lyrian's sight before he knew it.
"Not that shit again..." Lyrian said before jumping into the pond.
He was going to take a thorough bath before doing anything else.
The smell of his impurities still lingered on the tip of his nose, after all.
