Hearing the familiar voice, Dean Bruce couldn't help but smile.
When his disciple retorted, it felt just like his own response. Moreover, seeing Medro Cep wearing that expression of wanting to explode but having to be mindful of his status was all the more satisfying.
As expected, Nicholas William stepped in, approaching Dean Bruce while mockingly saying, "Lina is the future saintess of the Temple of Wisdom. Do you think her family would know high-level spells? Acting so holier-than-thou while wanting everything for free, tsk tsk!"
"I wonder if the higher-ups of the Nine Provinces Alliance know what kind of person you are. Would they throw you away?"
In Nicholas William's mind, Dean Bruce was like a divine being, and he would never allow anyone to ignore his presence.
If it weren't for Nicholas William's low level and the significant gap between him and Medro Cep, he would have acted without hesitation!
"You…"
