The rehabilitated Junior Disciples were feverish with joy as they pranced around other frowning disciples, singing praises of Vaan's incredible feat and ability like as if they were their own.
It wasn't their achievement, but it didn't stop the rehabilitated Junior Disciples sharing the joy and basking in Vaan's glory.
After all, they had completely made up their minds to join Vaan's faction once he established it. Of course, since it wasn't officially established yet, they could only be considered to be part of a fan group.
"Hehehe, did you hear? Did you hear? Noble Vaan read one million old books in a week! Can your lord do that? Can he?"
"Get lost! Otherwise, I will kill you! You are disgusting me!"
Although everyone was annoyed by the actions of the rehabilitated Junior Disciples, they were unable to refute or silence them. These rehabilitated Junior Disciples were like high on drugs and didn't seem to fear or understand the meaning of death; threats did not work on them.
