Third Young Master Jun looked at his triumphant expression.
This smug kid, who had suddenly risen to an equal footing with him, he could never accept that. He was just a kid.
"Joking around, do you think I would fear you? I could squash you with one finger. Forget being a genius, you won't even have the chance to become one." His tone was nasty.
"Come on, try and squash me with one finger." Ye Yuan shouted fearlessly.
Vincent was even more stunned and couldn't help asking Feiyu on the side, "What's going on? The tension is so thick, do they have a grudge?"
Feiyu sighed, looking at him speechlessly:
"Sir, you may not know. This kid almost became Third Young Master's son. Now that you've taken him as your apprentice, he's gone from being a son to a brother. Do you think the proud Third Young Master can accept this kid as his peer?"
Vincent's eyes widened in surprise, stroking his chin:
