Chapter 961

Everyone in the hall turned their heads toward Carson, revealing looks of shock and doubt. It had been their tradition for years before this to return to their rooms to rest after their meals, and they would wait for someone to message them in the group, telling them what their next activity would be. Hence, they never expected someone to bring up how they should be sharing and exchanging medical skills. It was just like a herd of migrating rhinos moving in the same direction, except that one unconventional one who suddenly turned around and went in the opposite direction. That was Carson—the odd one out. Francis' eyes were cold and haughty. Carson actually dared to question the arrangements he had planned. Didn't that just mean that he was challenging Francis' authority? Deep down, Francis was fuming with anger, but he maintained a smile on his face and asked, "Who are you?" Carson hesitated for a moment before he answered, "I'm Carson Davenport, and I'm from Kirkshire."