Zhao Yao's eyes drifted from one end of the beach to another before stopping at one particular girl, surrounded by a Serval cat and a gang of people.
"This is so troublesome." With his brows tightly knitted together, Zhao Yao muttered, "Why must she appear here as well?"
In his eyes, the pair of Serval cat and breeder were the greenhorns of the competition, with zero combat experience.
Despite their initial encounter with the black apostle, their lives in the zoo had been fairly peaceful and clam. Hence, they would have absolutely no contact with any other superpowers.
This pair was simply a sheep thrown into a cage filled with a pack of hungry wolves. Their appearance meant certain death.
