The moment Zhang Tie left the tent, the other 3 guys had thrown weird glances towards Zerom.
"Zerom, I never would have imagined that you could have such a student! You didn’t mention it before!" That tough man said.
"But I didn’t even know that he was here Jordan." Zerom shrugged his shoulder. "You heard that just now. When I left Blackhot City, he was in kalur. Several minutes ago, I still thought that he was in the Iron-Horn Army of the Norman Empire. I would never have guessed that I could meet him here."
"This teenager is not weak!" Narrowing his eyes, professor Simon added, "I smelt something related to death from him!"
