"Old Zhang, let's make a deal. How about taking this 'noble son' into your squad first?"
In front of Han Zhan, Xiao Ya tossed the ball directly.
Zhang Zuofu shook his head like a rattle drum.
What a joke, his team already only had two people left, bringing in another burden, can they even survive?
"No way, absolutely not. You said you'd choose first, how can you go back on your word?"
Xiao Ya looked at the other captains around, and they all shook their heads as well.
They were here to kill Snake Race, not to be babysitters.
"Damn." Xiao Ya cursed under his breath.
No matter how displeased, this was the battlefield, he could only pinch his nose and recruit this 'noble son' into his team.
"Come with me, hurry up. By the way, what's your name?"
"Han Zhan, Tier Three Spirit Contract Master."
"Hmm." Xiao Ya responded, nasal and uninterested.
