Way too arrogant.
This was basically challenging the Gold Immortal Sect's authority.
All the Elders and outer sect disciples were beyond angry.
"That kid is too arrogant!"
"I really want to slap him flying."
"He has a crippled body and doesn't have any inherited bloodlines. What the hell does he want to do? He has already become a laughing stock, yet still wants to continue? Does he even care about his own face?"
"Grand Elder, don't agree to it. A piece of trash like him should be immediately kicked off the mountain."
Everyone was filled with resentment!
They believed Maxwell was being unreasonable and deliberately causing trouble.
Someone with a crippled body that can't even circulate mana; how can they concoct pills? How can they forge upgraded weapons? How can they engrave arrays?
No one would believe it!
Maxwell maintained his calm look and stared at Venerable Bjorn without blinking.
