"Having a newcomer like you in this year's class is truly admirable. But Junior Lin Ming, you are still young and need more tempering. So let this senior guard this arena for you first. Come back next year, Junior Lin Ming! Then no one will be able to make an issue of your age." The man spoke with a righteous expression.
A herd of ten thousand grass-mud horses was galloping through Lin Ming's heart. Not only did it make him uncomfortable, but it also left him with a terrible impression of this man.
Lin Ming truly found it disgusting when someone clearly came looking for trouble, yet put on an expression as though everything they did was for your own good.
People like that were the most hypocritical and the most disgusting, even more disgusting than those who openly wanted to deal with you.
At least when someone openly wanted to deal with you, you knew that you had a grudge against them. Since there was a grudge, it was perfectly normal for both sides to target each other.
But this sort of person was different. They called you brother in ordinary times, then stabbed you in the back. Sometimes, you would not even know how you had lost.
So Lin Ming had no intention of being polite to this kind of person. He directly shot back, "Whether I, Lin Ming, am still young is something the seniors who came onstage to challenge me would know."
"As for this arena, there is no need to trouble you, senior, to guard it so diligently. But your kindheartedness should not go to waste. How about this? I'll help you secure a Yellow Tier Instructor position from the academy. If you work hard for another two years, you should be able to meet