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... had no interest in disciples. Especially not ones with wrinkles and gray hair.
It wasn't pride.
Okay, maybe it was.
But more than that, he didn't want the hassle. Babysitting a group of old men pretending to be young alchemists was not on his to-do list.
Meanwhile, across the table, the elders had silently started using mental transmission to form a plan.
'If we can't recruit him, we must at least secure the trade.'
'Right. Seal the deal. Tie it do ...
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