Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?



(Q□Q)

"Wow! My brain just asked me why I'm crying, and I told it to wait patiently for vital feedback from my eyeballs."

"Awesome!"

"Great! Too good!"

"Worthy of their big ranks." 

"Damn. When will I become this strong? Looking to the heavens for answers please."

All Around, many were amazed by the battle. It was almost a tie, but ended with Reagan's opponent winning.

Reagan had to admit he wasn't the only one who practiced hard during this period. 

For his loss, he wasn't dissatisfied.

The duo gripped hands and said nothing, but their silence was enough words they needed.

Loses: 1

Victories: 1

That was the updated score on his plaque. 

Reagan clenched his fist, determined to minimize his losses for the day. 

By early mid-day, he had 3 losses and 8 victories. 

Alright... 4 more battles to go. 

Since they were random, it was hard to say how his battles would go. 

Just like that, the grand ranking competitions commenced without a hitch. 

4 days flashed by in a blink of an eye, as Reagan found himself with a total of 39 out of 45. 

But here was the thing. 

There were 67 others with the same score. 

Thus, it was time they battled themselves to determine their ranking.

In the end the dust set held several more days later, with Reagan finding himself at the 508th position within the Inner Sect. 

Amazing!

He jumped from the 10th spot to the 8th. 

Don't think it was nothing because it was only 2 paces up. 

His current position was hard-earned with his sweat and blood through rigorous training. 

Phew~

Now that the competition for them was over, he could finally become a true audience, watching the competition between the top 100.

Well, he was satisfied with his current ranking. But next time he swore to break through the 500th place, renting the 400 range.

Only by aiming higher can one excel more.

He also bore in mind that just as he was training hard, so did the other disciples. No one was slacking off here. 

If anyone truly fell at the bottom, it was because of their innate abilities which meant they had to work twice, sometimes 4 times harder. 

It was unfair but no 10 fingers are equal. 

Once you understand that, you become more and more content in life. 

It's not like they aren't powerful already. 

To those in the outer sect, the bottom ones in the Inner sect were super amazing already. 

Understand that no matter what position you are in life, there will always be someone who envies you. 

Once new disciples enter, they too will envy the outer disciples, if any advance from Handymen. 

Such is life. 

Again, once public knowledge of what they do goes out, many would enjoy those with weak innate abilities too. 

So what if their innate abilities were weak? 

At least they got accepted into the academy. 

What about those who get turned down and rejected when the testing crystal ball doesn't glow up in various colors? 

What about them? 

In life learn to be content and grateful at every stage in your life no matter how small the victory. 

This was a fact Reagan greatly understood while in the Academy.

Once you start fighting monsters and seeing scarier things, all the little problems from before become nonexistent. 

It was like watching a toddler cry about a broken crayon when you know you can go to the store and grab one and almost no cost. 

It was also the same as watching them cry when you make their nose 'disappear.' 

They will cry over that simple magic trick after you tell them you've taken their nose.

If they just touched their faces, they would realize their noses were with them all along.

What can he say? 

Now that was how Reagan saw many worldly issues, especially those concerning greed, lust and power. 

When you sit back and think about it, a lot of issues stem from inflated egos, greed and dishonesty. 

If you don't give in to your hatred, calmly take in deep breaths and look for solutions with a clear head, tire bound to solve your problems.

If they do involve supernatural forces, Reagan swore he and the academy disciples would do their best to grow strong and save a day.

Who didn't dream of being a superhero when they were younger?

(^_^)

Just like that, life in the academy progressed excitingly, but all was not well in the outside world.

----

Drumming his fingers on his table, Chen Su was getting more and more uncomfortable.

How many days has it been?

More than a week has gone by and no news has come out of his search at all.

People in power such as himself must always get a good grasp of everything happening in their surroundings, especially within the city.

He gave his men a 2-week deadline to get information on Old Gia and his group. 

But only 4 more days are left before the deadline expires and no tangible news has emerged.

Chen Su frowned. 

Things can't keep going on like this!

'If I don't make a bold and obvious move, they might continue remaining in the shadows for as long as they like.'

There are many things Chen Su wanted to confirm.

For one, seeing the group moving on their feet would mean they weren't in some critical accident that left them bedridden.

Understand this.

If all 3 of them were bedridden at once, it meant there was a potential that some powerful unknown enemy was secretly taking out leaders of the Prominent families. 

In that case, shouldn't he prepare for the worse too? 

In Chen Su's world, there was no such thing as coincidences. 

What are the odds that all 3 of them would be bedridden at the same time? 

Maybe they are all abroad in private hospitals with their information stamped as classified. 

Perhaps this was why he couldn't find them. 

Indeed, it was very odd because even someone like Old Hou loved staying in his grand hospital 24/7. 

And snow all of a sudden, he stops? 

Now all of a sudden, he is nowhere to be found and you think that's normal? 

The old bastard has spent most of his time from young to old in his many hospitals. 

So unless it was something very important, he won't leave for so long. 

Maybe he was fine but was the one taking care of Old Gia and Old Ghu somewhere abroad.

Guesses, guesses, guesses...

Everything was making Chen Su paranoid.

He hated having things out of his control.

Turning to his head butler in the mansion, Chen Su quickly gave his orders.

"Xavier!"

"Yes, master?"

"I'm thinking of hosting a grand ball." 

"A ball? May I ask whatever for, master?"

What's the occasion?

(?~?)

Unless he was getting rusty, his private calendar showed no such important events desirable for a Grand ball.

As Head Butler, he knew much more about important Su Clan dates than Chen Su himself.

He knew everyone's birthday, knew when schools resumed, knew when different important clan celebrations were held, and also knew vital business celebrations too. 

After working in the Su clan's main estate for decades now, he knew things at the tip of his tongue. 

Thinking hard, he couldn't come up with any reason why his master wanted to host a grand ball now.

It couldn't be heirship since the future heir was still in school. 

But who was he to question the master? 

If it's a grand ball the master wants, a grand ball he shall get, one that does not shame the Su Clan.

"What theme are we going for?" 

"Royalty... let everyone awe at the sight of our splendor. This time, we will also take a step further than usual by inviting all females in the Young master's class."

He didn't need to come up with any reason for hosting the ball, as many would assume he was looking for a future wife for his son, the heir.

No one would think he was doing this to bring out the other prominent families to show up.

It was almost a rule that when any of the Big 6 hosted events, the others must show up as a form of respectability and a sign of unity to show they are at peace with each other. 

If you won't be able to make it, you must call one on the phone with Chen Su to schedule an appointment where you all meet face-to-face and talk about why you can't go.

The reason can be flimsy but the respect must be shown by you showing up.

Chen Su felt that either way, he would get to see the trio whether they attend the ball or not!

This was forcing them out.

He had to confirm their state with his own 2 eyes.

"As always, I'll leave the preparations to you, Xavier."

"Yes, master."

With that, Chen Su's matter was dealt with. 

Peace was once again restored, but not for others.

In a street on the other side of town, several children were jumping and playing merrily, until they heard a family tune ring out.

"Everyone, the Ice Cream Man is here!"

Yes... 

The Ice Cream man was indeed here. 

Now, who wants ice cream?

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!