All the unease and humiliation from moments earlier vanished in a flash, replaced by smug delight and venomous satisfaction.
"Master!" she cried out, chin lifting high as she glared at Zora.
Her master had arrived.
Now she wanted to see how long this woman could keep acting so arrogantly.
Cassian had been in excellent spirits today.
His beloved disciple was about to attempt the alchemist assessment, and during this period, Morgana Frost's diligence had not escaped his notice. As long as nothing went wrong, passing the assessment should be well within reach.
What he had not expected was to arrive only to hear a young girl declaring that his disciple "lacked ability."
That single sentence instantly soured his mood.
Young people these days truly do not know the immensity of heaven and earth. Ignorant of status, blind to seniority, daring to speak so recklessly.
If his disciple had no ability, then who in Heavenly City did?
