Charlie nodded with a smile, saying, “I’vee to meet all the masters here today.”


    A middle-aged man in a flowing gown looked at him in surprise and asked, “So, is this the buyer who acquired the final treasure at the auction for one hundred million dors?”


    Finn beamed as he introduced Charlie to the crowd. “Yes, this is Mr. Wade.”


    “What? Can he really be considered a master?” Zeke remarked, casting a disdainful nce at Charlie. He then smirked and continued, “It seems anyone can call themselves a master these days. Even someone off the street could im that title. Yet, Mr. Yaleman is a true master—humble and always keeping a low profile.”


    As soon as Zeke finished, an awkward silence fell over the crowd.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Though Zeke’s jab at Charlie was intentional, many in attendance felt that Charlie didn’t quite fit the bill of a master, either due to his age or his attire.


    The majority of the guests were established figures in the metaphysicsmunity, leading many to believe it was inappropriate for Finn tobel Charlie as a master, as this would ce him on their level.


    At that moment, Jack stood up, offering a calm smile. “It’s alright, everyone. Let’s take this opportunity to get to know one another better. By the end of the day, I believe we’ll all recognize who truly deserves the title of master.”


    As Jack spoke, all eyes turned to Charlie.


    What was this young man doing here today?


    Jasmine frowned, sensing that Jack was likely targeting Charlie to get back at him. However, she hadn’t anticipated the atmosphere would be so tense upon their arrival.


    Charlie maintained a cold, indifferent expression as he walked to his chair and sat down, ignoring those around him.


    Once all the guests had gathered, Zeke quickly addressed the group. “Now that everyone is here, I’d like to rify that Mr. Yaleman organized this banquet at the White family mansion to get to know all of you. Additionally, he wishes topare everyone’s skills and abilities.”


    “How will wepare our skills?” someone inquired.


    “Naturally, it will be based on your magical and spiritual levels,” Zeke replied.


    Jack then stood up to exin, “The rules are quite simple. There are five disciplines in the metaphysical field. You can choose the category in which you excel and select any opponent you wish topete against!”


    The rules seemed fair, and most guests nodded in agreement, pleased with the prospect of earning money from thepetition.


    Typically, masters in the metaphysical field prefer to keep their skills private, as no one wants to expose their abilities so readily. However, since all the guests were highly skilled and reputable within the metaphysicalmunity, apetition would allow them to gauge each other’s talents while also earning a cash reward—an opportunity that felt like hitting two targets with one arrow!


    “Just to learn from one another?” Charlie scoffed upon hearing thepetition’s rules. He knew that Jack’s true intention behind organizing this event was to prove his superiority over others.


    As whispers spread among the guests, Zeke interjected, “We realize that the cash prize alone may not excite everyone, as a few million dors is trivial to many of you.”


    Silence enveloped the room after Zeke’s announcement.<fn9fab> Official source is FιndNovel</fn9fab>


    Momentster, uneasy murmurs began to fill the air.


    “What if the challenger picks a category where the other partycks expertise?” someone questioned.


    “Newton University is renowned for being the best. Isn’t this just a ploy to seize control from others?” another voice chimed in.


    “Is this a joke? Newton has its own way of doing things. It’s absurd to think we should submit to others! Besides, aren’t there some people here from outside Newton?”


    Discussions erupted among the crowd, and no one had expected this banquet to be an attempt by Jack to dominate the metaphysicalmunity!</p“the></p“therefore,></p“to>