Chapter 923

As he stood on the road, Clinton stared at Steven with a grin of excitement. "Steven, I thought you were someone formidable. "But look at you, wandering around at a time like this… Good thing, though. Otherwise, how would I seize the credit for myself? You, who is ranked 18th on the Southbank Young Elites List. You barely qualify to die by my hands." Steven blinked in confusion. "Since when was I ranked 18th on the Southbank Young Elites List?" Who made the ranking without consulting him? This had to be some random, unofficial list! Ryan got out of the car and cautiously explained, "After the battle at the auction, you were added to the rankings. It's an official compilation of top martial artists under 30. No consent is required…" Clinton sneered disdainfully. "Stop pretending! Anyone on the Southbank Young Elites List becomes a household name. Families scramble to get them to be their sons-in-law. Who wouldn't want to be on it? "And yet you claim you didn't know? Nonsense!"