Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Chapter 169 The Armoured Ants Clan

?Even if he was puzzled, he decided to keep such remarks only to himself. He stood on the side, all in silence, watching Lang and others welcoming Berry.

"At last, you made it," Lang said with a big chuckle before he turned to William and added, "welcome brother William, I hope you like it here."

"It's great," Berry was the one to speak, while moving her eyes around as if she was marvelling at something miraculous.

At the same time, William knew she was looking for her sworn enemy, and his, Guanin.

In fact, there wasn't that much to see here. This hall, despite being grand, was a normal hall in William's eyes.

There were just a bunch of curious eyes looking at them, with not a small number of gazes filled with hatred.

"Hahahaha, Long clan's young miss is really lively," one of the disciples William didn't know said, extending his hand as he said in greeting, "I'm Tod, a senior member of the Armoured Ants clan. Nice to meet the young miss at last."

Berry extended her hand in reflex, yet that kid who had a big body with muscles leant over and painted a kiss over her extended palm.

This move was sudden, and Lang couldn't help but look at William in worry.

"Ahem," William stepped in, grabbed the hand of the all shocked Berry and freed her from that dude, "I'm William, nice to meet you."

"Oh, you are the one who is rumoured to do miracles back there," the one called Tod said in greeting.

Yet from his tone and attitude, William felt enmity from him. 'A love rival or something else?' William pondered for a second while his gaze locked on his foe.

Both of them were in the same class. And that meant they both had power close to each other. William wasn't that porter everyone took him for, he was a formal disciple of the academy, one of the same classes as this dude.

Lang and others could smell gunpowder in the air. So, Lang had to interfere as he said in fake cheerful tone masked with a short and pale laugh:

"Brother William is the one who helped all of us win this battle. Brother Tod's clan was one of those who hurried to help us but got stopped by that monster gate."

"Oh, thanks for the help, I'm sure you are on good terms with the Long clan," William smiled, one that wasn't a smile.

At this moment, he placed Berry just slightly behind him, a signal to everyone here that she belonged to him. And Berry didn't show any objection on her face, announcing her agreement on just a simple statement.

Looking at this swift and trivial move made Tod frown. He thought he had a chance to get closer to Berry, especially when he was a famous womaniser.

Yet an unknown ant stood in front of him, making him want to test this kid at the spot.

However, when he thought about how William's reputation was in the Long clan, he controlled himself.

What William didn't know was that this kid here belonged to the same clan in which he met their patriarch.

It was the one who acted all aggressive towards William before when William was running from Berry's father that morning, one of the two old spirit masters who were with Berry's grandfather.

William guessed back then that it was all an act. But he didn't know that it wasn't all an act. Part of it was true as that patriarch wasn't really on good terms with the Long clan.

He was just pressured by the Long clan's superiority. Watching such a golden chance that could have at least dealt a strong blow to the Long clan getting ruined thanks to an insignificant spirit master, the patriarch of that Armoured Ants clan felt all annoyed and enraged.

Sometimes, the frightening enemies weren't the ones declaring their enmity in your face, but those who were masking themselves as your friends while they weren't!

William didn't like this Tod, and if he knew he belonged to that aggressive old man, then his bad impression would have deepened.

"It's thanks to the Long clan's swift response that saved the elites of our clan," Tod shifted all the credit to the Long clan's elder and team who was sent to their rescue.

Lang was about to say something when his eyes met William's. He got that the latter didn't bother with such fabrication of what truly happened.

In fact, the less people who knew the truth and believed in what he did, the better.

So, what if the glory all shifted to the Long clan? At least they got the capital to pull such an impressive feat in the eyes of others.

"I heard good things about what brother William did back at the battle," at this moment, another one from the group stepped up, and greeted William first before Berry.

He was a youngster with a body that wasn't that much different from William's. He was thin, but a little taller than William. The latter had to look in doubt towards him for a second before Lang handled the introduction.

"He is Peter, the promising genius among the swift golden eagle clan."

"Oh, thanks for the compliment, I did nothing back there," William scratched his head while eyeing this kid in interest.

The root of his surprise was understandable. After all, by getting stronger, one's body was destined to grow in a good shape.

William was an exception as he lived a life as a weak porter without enough nourishment either from food or spirit power.

William didn't know that this kid was different from others. In his case, his bones were condensing energy and not letting it grow like what should happen to other spirit masters.

William had a good impression about this Peter. And just as he examined him closely, he suddenly remembered something.

There was someone who was slightly similar to Peter that William knew.