Once everyone's belongings were provided, the organizer immediately tallied the participants. Nearly twenty Earthly List experts arrived at the seminar this time, but only thirteen decided to partake in the contest. Among them, the youngest was Ling Chen, followed by Wang Hao. Besides these two, the rest were either in their fifties or sixties.
"I thought you really weren't interested," Wang Hao spoke coldly, looking at Ling Chen passing by.
Ling Chen stopped, shrugged, and said, "I initially didn't want to join the fun, but Mr. He insisted. When an elder speaks, I can't refuse, right? Wang Hao, I ask for your mercy later."
"If you've chosen to compete, then let's rely on our skills," Wang Hao said, walking away.
Watching Wang Hao's departing figure, Ling Chen shook his head helplessly. If Wang Hao had hidden his hostility well before, he was now blatantly showing it.
Ling Chen sighed lightly; Wang Hao's hostility was undoubtedly a big trouble.
