Chapter 291: Aryn's Cancer

Allen's flattery came so effortlessly it was almost a craft. Bruce Yale could only feel helpless about it. If he really took this kid as a disciple, would people start thinking that shameless brown-nosing was something Allen learned from him? Honestly, when it came to kissing up, Allen was the one who deserved to be called Master. His only flaw was that he didn't always pick the right moment. Sometimes he laid it on so thick it made the target feel physically uncomfortable. Give him a few more...