Livestock

In the blink of an eye, time had reached the end of the month, which was also the day for the internal competition between the various Black Seal Army units.

Although three units were participating, everyone had always known that the real contenders were only the First Unit and the Second Unit. The Third Unit was purely there to make up the numbers. Not to mention that Yang Hao had mysteriously disappeared some time ago, leaving the Third Unit even more short-handed. There was no need to consider them in this competition at all.

Gu Heng, commander of the Black Seal Army's Second Unit, possessed strength equal to Gu Zhen's and was a peak Nine-star Dou Zun.

Because his strength was comparable to Gu Zhen's, the two were considered rivals. Over the years, the First Unit and Second Unit had taken turns winning the unit competitions. Naturally, some friendly pre-match banter was indispensable.

"Yo, Gu Zhen. You barely beat us last time, but this time might be different. The championship is ours for the taking!"

Gu Heng swaggered over to the First Unit and boldly declared this to Gu Zhen, already prepared for their usual war of words.

Who would have thought that Gu Zhen would be so unusual this time? His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had not heard Gu Heng at all. Not only him, but the entire First Unit behind him wore grave expressions, seemingly lost in thought. Gu Heng's brows twitched slightly.

This guy... is ignoring me?

"Hey, hey! Hey!!!"

"Huh? Were you calling me?"

Only after Gu Heng called out three times, each louder than the last, did Gu Zhen finally come back to his senses. He looked blankly at Gu Heng standing in front of him.

Seeing him like this, Gu Heng's