Chapter 857

Andrew understood the situation clearly. No matter where one went, talented individuals were always given preferential treatment. Even though Luke had a horrible attitude, his status as a four-star martial king meant he wasn't without potential. Complaining about Tristan's leniency toward Luke was pointless. Instead, Andrew figured it was better to focus on his own strength. Someday, when he stood above Luke, it wouldn't matter how many strings Luke could pull—Andrew would call the shots. Tristan's sharp gaze softened just slightly. He nodded, evidently satisfied with Andrew's response. Frankly, he wouldn't have bothered intervening in this mess if it weren't for the sect's reputation. Ready to wrap things up, Tristan turned to leave with Luke. But before they could go, Andrew called out, "Mr. Meyes, may I ask if completing the core disciple assessment allows one to enter the sect early?" Tristan paused mid-step, a flicker of curiosity crossing his face as he looked Andrew over. Af