To be honest, what Fengting Shengwu had just said was something Li Tianming had never expected in a million years.
Given his status as an outsider, most people kept their distance out of respect. Yet Fengting Shengwu, the son of the supreme authority of the Hunyuan Army Manor, had directly come to ask him to form a team?
And wanted to carry him to victory?
This guy had something.
Hearing that, Li Tianming naturally revealed a look of surprise.
After Fengting Shengwu finished speaking, he raised a brow at Li Tianming and said nothing more, leisurely waiting for Li Tianming's response.
Li Tianming did not beat around the bush. He directly said, "I still don't know much about the rules of this Tai Yu Divine Treasury Assembly. Why do we need to form teams, and what is the logic behind the team formation?"
He did not rush to agree to Fengting Shengwu. After all, the Divine Treasury Assembly concerned Little Nine's hatching, as well as his future in the Tai Yu Chaos Imperial Dynasty. He could not afford to be careless.
Fengting Shengwu laughed when he heard that. "It's perfectly normal for you not to know, kid. The first round was only just announced. I only found out myself not long ago."
"Oh?"
Facing such a top local bloodline prodigy, Li Tianming did not shrink back in the slightest. He asked, "So how is this first round played?"
Fengting Shengwu saw that Li Tianming had some bearing and was not the sort to obey his every word. Of course, Fengting Shengwu did not seem to demand that either.
Thus, he swayed his tall, burly frame over to the stone bench beneath the nearby pavilion and sat down. He beckoned at Li Tianming. That whole sequence of movements also reflected that,