The first up was not from Aslan. If it were, they would not be sneaking about. And there were perhaps ten more people hidden in the area. Regardless, the first one up was brave.
Wang Zheng stoked his campfire and gently massaged his bracelet. He then looked up. "Name."
"Norton Star battle team captain, Zhang Zhun. I look forward to your lesson." Zhang Zhun's face was the picture of seriousness.
The first one up was not here to kill him… an admirer.
Nothing wrong with that. Norton Star was not weak. Within the top 128 teams, they might be ranked about 70. To break through would be extremely difficult, and, most crucially, his members had encountered difficulties in the qualifiers. They were basically doomed in this competition, which was why he had come here to fulfill his dream.