Feeling everyone's gaze on him, Caleb Li showed no change in his expression, maintaining his calm and indifferent demeanor.
The disciples and elders alike were stunned by his composure. Is he not going to say anything? they wondered.
Yan Li, who had spent the past few days closer to Caleb Li, knew he was an oddball and couldn't help but chuckle.
"This rascal…!" the Third Elder muttered through gritted teeth. How could she not understand his silent message?
I don't care about the talking. Handle it yourself.
If it were any other disciple, she would have given them a sound beating. But against this monstrous talent, she was helpless.
Letting out a deep sigh, she turned to the curious Sect Master and elders, clearing her throat.
The elders sensed something unusual but couldn't put their finger on it. They turned their full attention to the Third Elder.
