Alex hissed, "And you too. Zachary Fischer, right? This is only the first round of the examination, and the road ahead won't be smooth!"

The threat in his words was loud and clear.

Zachary snapped, "Mr. Wallace, I've done nothing wrong from the very beginning! On the contrary, I was ambushed by Terry and got hurt. And still, I didn't complain about any of it!"

Alex let out a mocking laugh. "Getting ambushed and injured? That's your problem, not mine. Your idiot friend just blocked my payday and ruined my plans! Zachary, you're just a nobody, an outer disciple. I'm telling you now: you're in trouble. And not just any trouble, big trouble!"

With that, he scoffed, clasped his hands behind his back, and strutted away.

Zachary's face was grim. "I can't believe a snake like that is hiding right under Mr. Thornton's nose."

Andrew stayed calm. "Relax. You passed the first round. Now all you need to do is clear the final trial, and you're practically in."

Zachary still looked une