Everyone in the training grounds was staring at Sol with hopeful eyes. Their feelings were seemingly hidden by their nonchalant gazes.
Yet, Sol could still see past that and understand their motive.
He confidently exclaimed: "Hell no." While picking his nose, "I got better things to do." He looked to the side, uncaring as ever.
The teacher began to bawl a river of tears, "What!? How could you be so damn heartless! Southern Demon, what better things could you be doing rather than helping your own sect win the Bang Tournament?!" He pleaded.
Sol flicked his booger away, "Are you assuming I joined this sect for its cause or something? Pfft... I joined it for my own sake." Sol's body language hadn't changed, but one could tell he was joking around when he said this.
The teacher was at a loss for words. There was a short moment of silence where no one uttered a word.
Just then, a voice came from behind Sol.