The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 933 A terrifying aura spread from a distant building, instantly enveloping the entire Skyward Guild. Terry and his followers were overjoyed, knowing their Founding Master had been monitoring the guild's safety even during meditation.

"How long has it been since someone dared to cause trouble in the Skyward Guild? Such audacity!" A powerful voice echoed across the grounds, brimming with authority.

Even without appearing in person, the sheer presence of this unseen force was overwhelming.

"Felix, you've brought this upon yourself!" Terry snarled through gritted teeth, his injuries making his anger even more palpable.

The other guild members began shouting, their earlier caution forgotten. "So what if you're a Dragon Knight? You struck first, and that gives us every right to retaliate. The headquarters won't say a word against us!"

Someone else growled, "Do you really think that being at the Boneforging Realm makes you invincible? Wait until you face our Founding Master!"

you so many chances, yet

look at you all, barking

and soothing, bringing an inexplicable peace to everyone's minds. The overwhelming aura of the Founding Master vanished as abruptly as it had arrived. It was as though it had

didn't realize you were here.

what he was hearing their Founding Master was backing down without a fight over a single flute melody. As the tune faded and the

dared to intervene. That flute-the Silver Flute-was something every senior member of the Skyward Guild knew about, but none of them had expected their revered leader to be

let's continue." Felix's voice snapped

scrambled to his feet with a forced smile. "Dragon Knight, this is

firsthand. There's nothing more to it, I assure you.