"You really don't know the meaning of holding back, do you?"
Vance let out a helpless sigh as he looked at the young man sitting comfortably behind the large desk.
As one of the elders of the Dark Forest Society and a respected Formation Master, Vance had seen countless geniuses throughout his long life. Some possessed extraordinary talent in cultivation, while others were gifted in alchemy or formations. However, Tyler White was unlike any disciple he had ever met.
He wasn't merely talented.
He was disruptive.
