The leader was a black-haired young man dressed in gray linen clothes, carrying a heavy steel ruler on his back. His pupils were deep chestnut, and his nose was even more prominent than that of ordinary Westerners. The stern features and thin lips gave Su Chen a peculiar feeling.
Why did he obviously belong to the Western family, yet have a face similar to an Easterner?
Yes, this young man was the same Trebo Su Chen had encountered during the previous appraisal. Su Chen remembered that he was a Three-star Beast Warrior back then.
A thirteen-year-old Three-star Beast Warrior, though not as good as himself, was still far superior to his peers. Su Chen slightly raised his eyelids but maintained a calm expression.
With his face covered in yet-to-peel blood crust and his clothes battered from battle, Trebo and his group didn't recognize his identity at all. Additionally, being with Lien and others at the moment, they naturally assumed they were all part of the same team.
