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Carson Flores answered frankly, ”Without senior’s recognition as a disciple, giving me support, the journey would not have been so smooth, not to mention that senior sister has taught me the Three-foot Sword Veil, setting me on the Path of the Sword Bone, which is also something passed down by you, senior. My calling you Master is naturally heartfelt...”

Daxton Campbell continued to question, ”What about Wilson Weiss?”

Carson Flores answered calmly, ”Senior Wilson has been of immense help to me, and I regard him as a master in my heart, with the utmost respect.”

Daxton Campbell snorted coldly, with an indifferent tone, ”If you regard him as a master, what does it mean that you also take me as your master, playing both ends against the middle, or whoever gives benefits is the master?”

Carson Flores, unafraid, with an earnest expression replied, ”My respect for Senior Wilson does not conflict with my respect for you. If you were Senior Wilson’s enemy, I would certainly not have taken you as my master. But since you are Wilson’s friend, I think Wilson himself would not mind this scene. As for you, Master, when a friend’s disciple is bullied with no one to guide him, you extended a hand to give guidance and protection – isn’t this fulfilling the duty of friendship?”

Daxton Campbell chuckled, ”Smooth talker, if Wilson Weiss were still alive, he wouldn’t have accepted such a slick disciple as you.”

Carson Flores blinked, ”Senior Wilson has his own uprightness in heart, naturally not something a disciple like me could compare to.”

Daxton Campbell stared coldly at Carson Flores, who returned the gaze calmly, neither servile nor overbearing.

Suddenly, Daxton Campbell tossed a garment shimmering with purple radiance toward Carson Flores, ”Running around like a weakling, take this garment and wear it. Be careful, don’t get your head blown off...”