As for their punishment, thinking about the harsh battles they were going to face was enough to let them not forget this lesson.
But just before they'd walk for a hundred metres, one of them paused, turned to William and shouted: "What about the old ones?"
It was Peter who suddenly asked, attracting the attention of the other old five in his team, stopping everyone else in their tracks.
"Well… All of the silver grade ones will join us…" William thought for a moment before adding, "as for the bronze grade ones and lower, let them rest here for now."
"Ok," Peter moved his eyes towards John, and the latter couldn't help but show a weird expression on his face.
Till this moment, John thought that he was going to be taken out from William's team. After all, he was bronze grade, came from a common background, and didn't have anything special about him. He didn't even get a spirit form to begin with!
