The elders, still shaken by that strange pressure, tried to brush it off.

They looked around and realized Patriarch Raviel and Elder Rendric were gone.

That gave them just enough courage to raise their voices again.

One of them slammed his hand on the table. "You brats! Have you no shame? Look at the mess you've made!"

Another elder pointed at the twins, his voice sharp.

"And you two. How dare you act so arrogantly after winning the tournament? Do you think one little victory makes you special?"

Rynar looked up from his plate, chewing slowly. "We didn't do anything wrong. We're just eating."

Rynor grinned. "Yeah, can't fight on an empty stomach."

The elders' faces turned red. "Don't you dare talk back!"

Then one of them glared at Rachel, his tone turning cold.

"And you! You dare come back here after being exiled? You should've stayed hidden!"

Rachel froze for a moment, her hands tightening slightly in her lap. She lowered her gaze, not saying anything.

Before she could respond, a sharp voice cut through the noise.

"Enough!"

Everyone turned to see Dahlia standing up from her seat, her eyes burning with anger.

She stepped forward, resting both hands on the table. "You talk too much for people who weren't even there."

The elders frowned, clearly offended. "Watch your tone, girl! You're speaking to your seniors!"

Dahlia didn't flinch. "Then act like seniors. Miss Rachel isn't your punching bag, and the twins didn't do anything wrong."

She pointed at them, narrowing her eyes. "You're angry because they're stronger now, aren't you?"

A few elders looked away, clearly uncomfortable. Others glared harder.

"You!" one elder started, but Dahlia cut him off.

"No. You listen," she said firmly.

"While you were sitting here eating and talking about rules, we were bleeding, training, and fighting for our lives under Master Garion."

She spread her arms wide. "Every single one of us earned our strength."

Rynar smirked and crossed his arms. "She's right."

Rynor leaned back in his chair. "You can scold us later if you can beat us first."

The elders were speechless for a moment, unsure whether to shout or stay silent.

Rachel finally stood up, placing a gentle hand on Dahlia's shoulder.

"That's enough, Dahlia. You've said what needed to be said."

Dahlia took a slow breath, glaring at the elders one last time before nodding. "Fine."

Rachel turned to the elders and spoke softly.

"You don't have to accept me back. But don't insult my brother's guests. The Patriarch himself invited them here."

That single sentence made every elder freeze. The realization hit them hard.

'The Patriarch himself invited them here.'

A few of the older ones looked away awkwardly, pretending to sip from their cups.

Others muttered under their breath but didn't dare speak loudly again.

But Rachel, though she stood confidently, still looked a little unsure inside.

She had only known Garion and his group for a single day.

She'd seen their strange ways, their rough training, their chaotic eating, and their jokes, but she still didn't truly understand them.

She turned slightly toward the twins, planning to calm everyone down further.

"Let's not cause any more trouble, alright? Just sit..."

Before she could finish, Rynar suddenly stood up and slammed his hand on the table, grinning wide.

"Attack like Senior Sister said! Let's show them our strength!"

The elders jumped slightly at his sudden shout.

Rynor stood up too, cracking his neck. "Yeah, I've been itching to stretch a bit anyway."

Rachel's eyes widened. "Wait! No, that's not what I..."

Dahlia stood up next, her fiery energy already flaring.

"They've been looking down on us since we got here. Let's teach them some respect."

Rachel's face turned pale. "Dahlia, please!"

But Dahlia ignored her and pointed at the elders.

"You're all cultivators, right? Then you understand this better than anyone. Strength earns respect. So, come on, stop barking and pick one of us to fight."

The entire room fell dead silent.

One elder slammed his hand on the table. "How dare you challenge us in the Patriarch's hall!"

Rynar grinned. "Oh, so you can talk loud when you're scared."

Another elder stood up, clearly offended. "You insolent brat!"

Rynor crossed his arms, his tone playful. "You sound brave, but your aura doesn't match your words."

Dahlia smirked. "I'll handle this. They're not even Third Realm cultivators anyway."

Rachel sighed heavily, rubbing her forehead. "This is getting out of hand…"

The elders stood up one by one, anger filling their faces. "You think we'll be bullied by children?"

Rynar cracked his knuckles. "No, not bullied... just educated."

Rynor grinned at his brother. "Let's not hit too hard. We don't want to break the furniture."

Dahlia gave a small smirk. "I won't promise that."

Rachel took a deep breath and muttered under her breath.

"Garion, wherever you are, please hurry back before this turns into a disaster."

But by then, it was already too late.

The twins and Dahlia had already stepped into the center of the hall, the air around them flaring with energy.

The elders, though angry, couldn't back down now, not in front of the clan members who had gathered to watch.

One of them finally shouted. "Fine then! Let's see if the so-called God Gym can back up its arrogance!"

Dahlia smiled confidently. "Gladly."

The disciples stood ready, and the hall that once echoed with laughter and chatter now vibrated with mana pressure.

Rachel could only sigh, whispering softly to herself. "They're just like him… reckless to the core."

Meanwhile, outside, in the city below, the night was peaceful until...

Flashes of red flame and streaks of golden lightning suddenly lit up the sky above the Revalis Clan's main estate.

All people around were shocked, looking above to see just what was happening.

"Is that… fire?" one guard muttered.

"No," another said, pointing at the arcs of electricity dancing through the air. "There's thunder too!"

A few citizens gathered in the streets, watching the spectacle with growing unease.

"Is the clan under attack?" someone whispered.

The sky rumbled again, louder this time.

No one could tell what was really happening inside.

But every flash of light and thunderous sound made one thing clear: Something big was happening at the Revalis Clan tonight.

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