Saturday selection, huh? Today is Friday, so the school team selection is exactly tomorrow.
A sense of urgency rose in Chen Xing's heart.
Seeing Chen Xing's tense expression, Lu Junxiang couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He really is still a child.
"You don't need to worry. Tomorrow's selection is just for measuring the Beast Taming physique. Your beast has been progressing quickly. Others should be the ones feeling the pressure, not you."
Upon leaving the school, a man in a suit blocked his path at the corner of the street, "Hello, our boss would like to have a word with you." He then gestured politely for Chen Xing to follow.
Following the direction of the man's hand, Chen Xing saw a bald man sitting in a car, his face displaying what he deemed a benevolent smile.
"Let's talk at the tea house up ahead," said the bald man through the rolled-down car window.
Chen Xing pondered for a moment, then followed the man to a private room on the second floor of the tea house.
