That man was Luo He, an elite from Windcloud High in Los Monstaria. He had arrived at the youth training camp less than half a month earlier than Liu Yiyi and Su Bai.
Luo He was quite famous here.
When the others knew what Su Bai had done, they all showed strange looks. However, they quickly recovered.
Every year, there would be students who would pay the price for their arrogance.
Naturally, it was nothing new.
"Kid, don't mind our bro, Luo He for his harsh tone. We've seen too many people like you. They're either dead or crippled."
"That's right, good advice is always unpleasant to the ear."
"Enough, don't waste your breath on him." Luo He squinted his eyes and revealed a disdainful look. He coldly said, "Anyway, there will be people who don't know their place in the youth training camp every day. One more or one less doesn't matter."
In this world, the Beastmasters were the last means of survival for humans.
