The injured young man frowned and looked at the person in front of him. "Are you from the Summoning Union?"
The man pushed the glasses on his nose with his slender fingers and smiled lightly. "You're not a summoner. Do you know me?"
"Although I'm not a summoner, I met you by chance at the School of God of War," said the injured young man with hope already ignited in his eyes. These few young people were all students of the Shengyao Empire's School of God of War.
Ling chuckled. "I see. Are you guys forming a team to train?"
"That's about it. You can only grow by training."
Ling smiled and nodded in agreement. At this moment, one of the others said excitedly, "Can he take us after them?"
