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"Speak nicely, or do you believe I'll hit you?"
"Alright, alright, I was just joking. By the way, are you really planning to let them participate in the Star Dragon Festival?"
"Why not?"
Qian Yixuan's expression turned thoughtful, and then a smile crept onto her lips.
"It's not that I don't want to; I just find it amusing. This is something you can actually pull off. Speaking of which, do you want him to join your lineage?"
On the other end of the phone, Wu Qinghong's lips parted slightly as she held a piece of candy in her hand, a sharp glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"What? Are you trying to steal him away?"
"Who would dare to compete with you? We always maintain neutrality. If it weren't for this chance encounter, I wouldn't have thought I'd be participating in the Star Dragon Festival myself."
"With the Eternal Ice to guard us, the Judgment Blade to judge, and soon the Nameless Mist joining us, this team composition is quite interesting, isn't it?"
Qian Yixuan smirked.
"If I didn't know you weren't one to seek revenge, I'd really think you wanted the Old Farts from Blade to bleed a bit more."
"Maybe so. But I need to make something clear: Lin Han was specifically chosen by the old man. The Nameless Lord has been vacant for a long time now; consider this a warning for you and your backers."
Wu Qinghong's voice turned icy over the phone, sending a chill down Qian Yixuan's spine. She hurriedly replied,
"Don't scare me like that! We won't be stealing anyone; this is just our private agreement, right?"
Qian Yixuan flashed a bright smile before hanging up. With her hands in her pockets and a lazy gaze, she strode out of the classroom.
In the afternoon training room.
"Lin Zi, can you tell me why this guy is here?"
Xue Wushuang frowned as she looked at Qian Yixuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the training area, her striking yellow attire still catching everyone's attention.
Lin Han forced a smile, wanting to explain while the squad members exchanged strange glances at Qian Yixuan.
"Qian Xue is also a member of our team. It's better to let him get familiar with our combat rhythm early on so we can coordinate better."
"Fine," Cat Master said, giving Lin Han some face and choosing not to argue further. "But you better watch it, you stubborn yellow."
Xue Wushuang looked at Qian Yixuan with irritation; it was frustrating to have Lin Han present, preventing him from venting his anger. "Do you think I want to cooperate with you? You fat pig."
From a distance, Qian Yixuan shouted, his voice echoing throughout the training ground. "You damn—"
"Enough! Qian Yixuan, come over here. I need to explain everyone's team positions and strengths," Lin Han interrupted Xue Wushuang's outburst and addressed Qian Yixuan.
"Forget it. I've already heard about your general situation from Wu Qinghong and Wu Jiaoxi, so I'm fully aware. Now, let me see your strengths," he continued.
With that, Qian Yixuan snapped his fingers nonchalantly, and golden streams of water surged beneath him, coalescing into a golden chair. He calmly sat down in the chair, waiting for the Squad's reaction as the entire training room began to transform.
"What the hell? When did this guy gain control of the training room?" Xue Wushuang complained, but at that moment, they found themselves on a sandy beach.
The golden sand was scorching under the blazing sun, making everyone feel restless. Suddenly, sounds of breaking air pierced through the sea as countless Water Arrows shot toward the nearest target—Xue Wushuang.
"Watch out, Fat Cat!" Lin Han warned just as dark energy surged around him. The Dark Black Tortoise unleashed Water Arrows at the source of the attack.
As Lin Han commanded, the Dark Black Tortoise descended into the water. In an instant, waves surged upward, forcing several shadowy figures out of the depths.
They were monstrous creatures with fish heads and human bodies, shouting "Ulu Ulu" with their mouths wide open, revealing rows of sharp teeth.
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