Ma Ran sighed, turned his face, and his gaze landed on Jiang Tai: "Jiang Tai, are you interested in playing with these people?"
Jiang Tai shook his head: "Too weak, I'm not interested. However, if it's a task assigned by you, I'm willing to execute it."
Ma Ran chuckled lightly, his demeanor calm: "No need to force."
"Seeing Xiao Zhang so bored, let him go down and play for a while."
The boy codenamed 'Stool' leapt up: "Don't worry! With their level of strength, I can win with my eyes closed! I definitely won't embarrass everyone!"
With that said, he leaped into the arena.
At this moment, Zhao Guanlan, who had been silent, glanced at Park Yong-jun with a smirk: "Let them have a match first!"
"You take this opportunity to calm down."
Park Yong-jun was a bit conflicted.
But after pondering for a moment, he agreed.
It's only logical to have a little appetizer to set the mood before the main course arrives.
