"Benjamin Brown?" Brandon Davis's face suddenly didn't look very good.
If Tyler Thomas really became Benjamin Brown's disciple, it would take some effort to touch him.
"Yes, but apparently Tyler Thomas refused," continued the steward.
Brandon Davis slightly frowned, couldn't help but sneer, "He actually refused? I didn't expect Benjamin Brown to have a moment of rejection, haha!"
The steward isn't as optimistic as Brandon Davis, he said obsequiously, "Young Master, since Benjamin Brown has noticed Tyler Thomas. He must value him a lot."
"It's only been half a year, and he's the talk of the town. Who knows how far he can go if we give him another half a year..."
Brandon Davis scoffed, "You really think highly of him, he is now nothing more than a grandmaster. Do you think he will be able to move up several levels in half a year?"
The steward said solemnly, "Even so, if Benjamin Brown goes to protect him..."
"Protect him?" Brandon Davis couldn't contain his laughter.
