Bab 1548: Super Team 1

Castor tapped the metal table with his index fingers which made an annoying noise, his legs moved unceasingly, and he had been looking around the lounge. He had been like that since his butt touched the chair.

"Are you sure Tang Shaoyang accepted our invitation?" He asked the elf that sat across him. His tone showed how worried he was.

"Tch, I kinda regret making a team with you now. Can you at least help me to sort out the people for our team? You are so useless," Agnes just rolled her eyes and kept looking at the names on the lists that were not on the team yet.

"Who cares about that? As long as we have Tang Shaoyang in our team, the remaining two don't really matter anymore. We can just invite the people who are not on the team. They will join us once they see Tang Shaoyang in our team. Instead of worrying about that, we need to ensure the other teams can't snatch our ace!"