After leaving the Han Family, Han Yuning personally escorted Chen Xing back.
Chen Xing sat in the car, watching the retreating scenery outside the window.
The mentor sitting to his left said, "Uncle Liu's Beast Taming was quite famous back in the days; he actually fought on the battlefield. There are three beasts in this litter he is tending to, and if my father steps in, we should be able to secure a slot."
"I appreciate your help, mentor."
Han Yuning smiled, "Your second Imperial Beast is not one of my Han Family's dragons, but the third one must be. Otherwise, people might think the Han Family doesn't have a dragon to spare."
"I've never thought of it that way."
"Even if you don't think so, it doesn't mean others won't. But you need to work hard to advance your Imperial Beast to its second evolution soon, so you can become a Senior Beast Tamer and sign with your third beast."
Upon hearing these words, Chen Xing's expression turned bitter.