“Is there no one here?”0

After Zhao Chen finished speaking, no one could be heard talking. He shook his head, thinking, These young people these days. 0

Though they wanted to fight, it seemed that none of them wanted to take the initiative.0

“Then I’ll just call names randomly!”0

The old fox, Zhao Chen, smiled slightly, intending to have the experts break the ice. Those experts’ gazes seemed to be fixated on Lu Ran’s familiar, the red-eyed crocodile skink.0

Although Zhao Chen didn’t know the exact strength of Lu Ran’s skink, as second strongest familiar under his care, it couldn’t lack potential! He would let these people witness the gap between themselves and a true expert.0

Zhao Chen looked at the second name on the list. Earlier in the conference room, the person with this name was the loudest.0

“First up, Lu Teng.” 0

Before, people were shouting things like “My brother Teng will definitely perform well and live up to the association’s training!” and “My brother Teng has the makings of a champion!” 0

It was time to take down the show-off! 0

If Lu Teng, the beastkeeper, knew what Zhao Chen was thinking, he would definitely protest, claiming it was all the yes-men around him saying stuff like that, not him.0

“Oh, here.” 0

Lu Teng, called by name, was forced to step out.0

“Pick an opponent. Don’t worry about getting injured; my familiar has the healing trait, so treating wounds from minor skirmishes like these won’t be an issue,” Zhao Chen...0