"Hmph! I really don't know where you get such confidence."
Hearing Wyatt Barnes' words, the burly man frowned and snorted coldly.
A quarter of an hour later, the burly man who had left earlier returned, "Wyatt Barnes, Elder Easton is already waiting for you... follow me."
"Agreed?"
The burly man who hadn't left was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the one he had served for years would actually agree to meet a snot-nosed young brat like Wyatt Barnes.
"Perhaps Elder Easton took a liking to his talent."
The burly man could only think this way.
From the moment Wyatt Barnes entered the mansion of the Outer Sect Grand Elder, Pov Easton, to his departure, barely a quarter of an hour had passed from start to finish.
As for what happened within that quarter of an hour in Pov Easton's mansion, only Wyatt Barnes and Pov Easton knew.
