Time rewinds slightly, shifting to the moment when Zi Di's group confirmed their promotion, just as Cai Jing was walking towards the judge's table.
The Dragon-man youth had already stood up, leaving the dueling field.
His heart was reflecting on the previous conversation with Cang Xu.
Cang Xu's gaze was deep: "The Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps lacks its own people in the Alchemy Guild, since there are none, then create one."
"However, just pushing Cai Jing out as the core of the faction is not enough."
"Jiu Jin and Da Bei's support is still too small, not truly core high-level members."
"If I were the Chairman of the Alchemy Guild, there would be many methods to deal with such persons of merit."
"Therefore, we need to truly root this nascent faction."
Zi Di asked, "How should we do that?"
Cang Xu looked at the Dragon-man youth.
The Dragon-man youth felt something: "Go ahead, tell me what you need me to do?"
Cang Xu showed a slight smile: "Become a duelist, squad leader."
