Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1822

Looking at Andrew, Zachary proactively explained, "Mr. Thornton might hold a powerful position and sit high on the Titan List, but he's actually a pretty down-to- earth guy. Even outer disciples used to be able to see him pretty easily, and he's never one to put on airs or show up late. So whatever's going on today is definitely a first."

Andrew had also heard of Jerome's reputation, knowing he was widely respected. It was not just because of his martial arts skills, but also his approachable nature and elder-like demeanor.

There were even rumors that when Jerome was young and traveling the martial world, he was bullied by some brat. The kid had climbed up a tree, and when Jerome passed underneath, he pissed right on Jerome's head.

Not only did Jerome not get angry, but he wiped the urine from his face and gave the kid in the tree a thumbs up, praising the child's boldness and spirit, saying he would surely achieve great things in the future.

Just then, the noisy hall suddenly fell silent. The people seated near the front quickly shifted to the sides. All eyes turned toward the main staircase at the back of the hall, including Andrew's.

A group emerged from the far end, and leading them was a middle-aged man in a long robe, his face square-jawed and composed, with a warm and gentle smile.

"Captain, that's my mentor, Mr. Jerome Thornton, the leader of our entire Gabo Creek region's Martial Union." Andrew

the central main seat and raised his hands. "Apologies for the delay, everyone. I had some matters to handle and came a bit

earlier all immediately responded

Thornton! You've got a lot on your plate. We

pillar of the Southern Martial Union! You could've shown up

Thornton. I'll camp out here for a week if I have

a sweat. These rough-around-the-edges fighters were unexpectedly entertaining. They rambled on without a hint of embarrassment, each louder than the fast, joking like they were at a street fair instead of a

"Today's a good day. I'm opening my doors to take on a few inner disciples. There won't be any long

how rare Jerome's inner disciple spots were. You did not need a speech to

getting their kid into any martial school was already a huge accomplishment, like sending a rural kid to a

landing a spot

prep school with e sky-high tuition. It guaranteed