David Smith flew into a rage once again. Such undisguised contempt from the other party actually stirred up his murderous intent!

　　“May I ask, are you... the disciple of Uncle Meng, William CarterJunior Carter?” The young lady smiled gently and gave a graceful salute.

　　“I am indeed. Could it be that you, Senior Sister, are the daughter of the Sect Leader of Gathering Cloud Peak, Senior Sister Wu?” William Carter replied with a nonchalant, indifferent smile. He had recognized her at a glance just now.

　　This elegant and graceful young lady was none other than the daughter of the Sect Leader of Tianwai Tower, Wu Yunliang—Alice Black.

　　The number one beauty of Tianwai Tower!

　　She was also the pitiful woman who, in a previous life, was deceived by Charles Stone. Although the marriage never happened and Tianwai Tower was ultimately destroyed, it was still a regrettable affair.

　　“So it really is Junior Brother William Carter.” Alice Black said with a gentle smile, “But you’re not quite like the rumors, Junior Brother William Carter. Just now, I almost didn’t recognize you.”

　　“Senior Sister Wu, you jest.” William Carter said calmly, “William Carter is just William Carter, nothing different. The rumors are simply mistaken.”

　　Alice Black felt a bit puzzled. As the daughter of the sect leader and the acknowledged beauty of Tianwai Tower, every young disciple who saw her would be utterly smitten. Yet this William Carter, though he clearly saw her, looked at her as if she were a block of wood.

　　In truth, it wasn’t that William Carter couldn’t see her beauty, but at this moment, his heart was wholly occupied by Grace Morgan. His longing for Grace Morgan filled every corner of his heart, leaving not even a sliver of space. At this point, even if Alice Black were a celestial fairy, she would seem no different from a piece of wood in his eyes...

　　Although Alice Black didn’t particularly enjoy being constantly flattered and surrounded by admirers, being completely ignored was a first for her.

　　Besides... it was said that Uncle Meng’s three disciples were: the eldest, steady and generous, deeply scheming, reliable in action—a pillar of talent. The second, William Carter, reclusive by nature, taciturn and silent; the third, Henry Turner, utterly unreliable...

　　But upon meeting today, this young man was definitely not the “taciturn and silent” type. Though he was somewhat extreme and his features hinted at a trace of arrogance, he was by no means an ordinary youth!

　　David Smith had long harbored secret feelings for Alice Black, admiring this senior sister for quite some time. He had fantasized more than once about marrying her—not only would he win a beautiful wife, but he’d also become the sect leader’s son-in-law...

　　Now, seeing Alice Black chatting and laughing with William Carter, his heart was already burning with jealousy. When he saw Alice Black seemingly distracted, her beautiful eyes practically glued to William Carter’s face, as if she were falling in love at first sight...

　　He couldn’t help but be consumed by jealousy, his anger flaring to the top of his head, completely forgetting why he had come in the first place. He stormed forward, forcibly inserting himself between William Carter and Alice Black, blocking their line of sight, and sneered, “So it’s you, the good-for-nothing from Tianwai Tower!”

　　“Who are you calling a good-for-nothing?” William Carter’s eyes turned cold, pressing in aggressively. In that instant, his aura surged, bearing down on the other.

　　“I’m calling you a good-for-nothing!” Under the pressure of William Carter’s aura, David Smith refused to back down and retorted without thinking.

　　“That’s right, you’re calling me a good-for-nothing!” William Carter said admiringly, “This... ah, truly remarkable. The most important thing for a person is self-awareness, but in this vast world, there are very few with such clear and honest self-knowledge. I never expected Senior Brother Smith to be one of them. I’m genuinely impressed.”

　　David Smith was instantly stunned, realizing he’d fallen into a trap; Alice Black, standing to the side, couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. Though she managed to hold it in, her bright eyes curved into crescent moons...

　　“You’re asking for death!” David Smith was nearly driven mad with rage. With a clang, he drew his sword: “Draw your sword! I want to duel you!” How could David Smith back down after being so humiliated in front of the woman he admired?

　　“No! No need to duel, I admit it...” William Carter said solemnly, “I can’t match your shamelessness.” Then, with sincere admiration, he added, “Truly, I can’t compare... to that...”

　　At this, Alice Black could no longer hold back and burst out laughing. She immediately realized this was bad—these two were already at each other’s throats, and her laughter would only add fuel to the fire.

　　She stuck out her tongue, quickly covered her mouth with her hand, but her eyes still darted mischievously through her fingers.

　　David Smith was even more furious, cursing, “Bastard...”

　　William Carter pressed on, “Who are you calling a bastard?”

　　“Bastard—” David Smith got halfway through before suddenly realizing, and in his shame and anger, roared, “I’ll kill you!” and lunged forward with his sword.

　　William Carter quickly retreated, feigning panic as he shouted, “What, in broad daylight, among fellow disciples, you dare to kill?”

　　But as he retreated, he carefully assessed the situation, secretly channeling his true energy through his feet, sending a surge into the ground. Kid, you’re so reckless and careless—watch how I take you down...

　　Against such a minor character, how could William Carter possibly reveal his true strength? He could toy with him effortlessly...

Chapter Eleven: I’m the Victim, Aren’t I?