The ruin-like hall echoed with Qin Yu's uniquely styled advertising slogan.
Facing Uchiha Qin Yu, the genius before them who was regarded as one of the heirs to the new generation of Ten Wizard Saints, many present had long since placed a halo of genius upon him.
For that very reason, many of the mages present were deeply interested in the insights of the strong that Jellal had forced Uchiha Qin Yu to hand over.
Yet, after waiting with bated breath, nearly to the point of despair, Uchiha Qin Yu now told them that the source of his strength was opening two broken earthen jars.
Their dusty, mud-stained, pockmarked appearance
made it impossible to believe that these broken jars, dug out from some unknown ravine, contained the ancient inheritance of some mage.
Anyone who truly believed that would be the real fool.
No!
Rather, Uchiha Qin Yu was treating them as fools by taking out these two broken earthen jars to fool them.
"Uchiha Qin Yu, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to make fools of the councilors of the Magic Council?"
Jellal's expression stiffened at once.
He had thought Uchiha Qin Yu would truly reveal his so-called secret, allowing him at least to establish his dominance in front of everyone.
But he had never expected Qin Yu to bring out two utterly battered earthen jars in the end.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Jellal would never have believed that someone would dare mock him like this.
Jellal swore that if this had happened somewhere out of sight, Qin Yu would already be dead.
At that thought, Jellal's face darkened further. "Uchiha Qin Yu, if you were unwilling to share the secret to your strength, you could have refused me earlier. Now