Suppressing his agitation, Wang Baole immediately stood up and thanked Chen Yutong, who smiled and pulled him down to sit. After a brief conversation, Wang Baole took his leave, with Chen Yutong personally sending him out of the pavilion, before speaking cheerfully.
"Junior Brother Baole, as your Senior Brother, I look forward to the day you become an Armament Soldier. In order to qualify as an Armament Soldier, you'll have to refine a third-grade Numinous Treasure!
"Every year, there is a tournament held by the Dharmic Armament Pavilion specially for one to advance to become an Armament Soldier. I look forward to seeing you put in your best effort!"
After seeing that Wang Baole had left, Chen Yutong sipped on his Spirit tea, his lips curling into a smile. He seemed happy, and before long, the main team leader who had returned after sending Wang Baole off stood in front of Chen Yutong. He seemed to have something to say but stopped himself.
