Calvin said, patting Terry back with a smug grin. "Don't worry. I've already pulled some strings for you. No matter how you perform, you're getting in as one of Mr. Thornton's inner disciples. You're set for life, kid!"

Terry looked to be in his early 20s, full of arrogant energy. His hair was dyed a loud cherry red, he had a nose ring, and his whole vibe screamed street punk.

He snapped, "I've told you like 50 times already. Stop patting my head in public! Why the hell can't you get it through your thick skull? Hands off. It's my time to shine!"

He strutted into the center of the hall, chest puffed up, and took the spot right next to Zachary. Then, he shot Zachary a sideways glance, filled with disdain and contempt.

Calvin beamed with proud satisfaction, saying to those around him. "Terry is definitely going to blow everyone away today!"

Someone sneered coldly. "Mr. Peck Senior, everyone knows exactly what Terry is capable of. Coming here to participate in the selection toda