An Lin was also dazed. Then, he turned to Tina and said gently, "I forgot to mention, don't kill all of the Blood Tribe soldiers next time. You need to leave some for the students. Otherwise, they'll be bored out of their minds!"
"Okay…" Tina nodded her tiny head. "So, how many enemies should I leave?" she asked with a serious expression.
"Uh…" An Lin faltered slightly. This was indeed a problem. How many enemies did he need to leave to allow the students to fight to their hearts' content?
He looked toward his classmates on the city wall and asked, "How many enemies should I leave for each of you?"
An Lin's classmates: "…"
Say, was it really fine to ask them such a question? Why did it feel so weird?
"Um… I think five each is fine," a male student said hesitantly.
"Bullsh*t! Are you still a man? Only five? I'll take ten!" A tall and slender female student glanced at the male in disdain.
