Shi Hao had been through such situations more than once.
There are three kinds of people in the world, men, women, and women who face Shi Hao.
So, Shi Hao also gave a slight smile, "Okay!"
Instantly, the four women all revealed smiles as if they had won a great victory, while the five men looked at Shi Hao with dark gazes, their expressions extremely hostile, as if blaming him for not refusing.
In their team, there was a woman with a Fire Spirit Root, but she was unremarkable in appearance. That's probably why they could be so "adamant" about inviting Shi Hao into the team.
Otherwise, given the dominance of Martial Artists with Fire Spirit Roots, even if the four women liked Shi Hao, it would be impossible for them to go against their wishes and invite him.
"My name is Wang Hui."
"I'm Yi Rong."
"Han Feifei."
"Zhao Tian."
The four female Martial Artists introduced themselves in turn; the short-haired beauty was Zhao Tian, who with her baby fat indeed looked a bit sweet.
