"Centurion, what brings you here?"
Wyatt's expression didn't change as he calmly asked the question.
"What do you think?"
The Centurion nonchalantly answered with a question, his gaze slightly cold.
"Those seven Flame Tigers, did you lure them here, Centurion?"
Wyatt narrowed his eyes.
Under ordinary circumstances, it was impossible for fourth-level Condensed Pill Realm Fierce Beasts to appear in the area where he was...
Even if they did appear, there would be only one or two at most.
But just now, seven fourth-level Flame Tigers in the Condensed Pill Realm appeared at once. Coupled with this Centurion's timely appearance, it was hard for him not to connect the two.
"You're pretty smart."
The Centurion stared at Wyatt. "I thought that seven Flame Tigers would be enough to tear you apart... I didn't expect that you still hid your strength in the Genius Camp assessment. You are actually a fifth-level warrior in the Condensed Pill Realm!"
