"What the hell?"
"Making us compete?"
Qin Shaofeng suddenly slapped the desk and shot to his feet.
His action immediately drew everyone's attention.
One after another, they all looked at him in surprise.
Qin Shaofeng noticed this, yet he had grievances he could not voice.
What did they mean, they did not know what had happened up there?
Eighth Senior Brother Wujin Wen had surely sensed that he was capable enough, and that Meng Na was formidable, which was why he had deliberately gone looking for trouble with the other side.
Otherwise, how could something like this have happened?
It seemed that his unreliable Eighth Senior Brother was preparing to screw him over this time.
"Shaofeng, is there a problem?"
Nie Xuanxing looked over at him, intending to scold him.
Yet halfway through her words, she swallowed them back and said, "Although this Autumn Hunt has brought about some minor conflicts, it may not necessarily be an impossible task for us."
"After all, this is a struggle between academies. It is impossible for all the participants to come from our Low Grade B Class. With you and Meng Na, plus the people from Low Grade A Class, our odds of winning will not be too low."
So his mentor had misunderstood him.
Qin Shaofeng shook his head helplessly.
He thought that, no matter what, he had to take part in this Autumn Hunt.
After all, the star beasts in the chosen hunting grounds were all from hostile races. Killing them would not weigh on his conscience.
Thus, he sighed and asked, "Mentor, how has our academy arranged things this time?"
"That is exactly the right question."
Nie Xuanxing nodded in satisfaction, then called toward the door, "You may all come in now."
A group of people immediately entered.
The person