That evening.
Beast Taming Center.
Room 2603.
Qiao Sang was half-lying on the bed, looking at the profiles of the top eight contestants.
The candidates for the top eight had all been decided tonight, and tomorrow would be the match to advance from the top eight to the final four.
With Chen Tianqin as a lesson, she was particularly meticulous in reviewing the information, but unfortunately, nothing seemed to change; it was as if no one was hiding anything.
If it weren't for the unexpected Thunder-type technique displayed by a contestant's Water-type Pet Beast in the evening match, she would have thought the information she found earlier was all there was.
She couldn't help but silently marvel in her heart at how those famous Beast Tamers could keep everything hidden while being chased by paparazzi every day...
Suddenly, there were two knocks on the window.
Just as Gangbao used its wings to pull open the curtains on the window-side table.
