Five minutes later.
The conference room fell back into discussion, with everyone pretending not to see Mo Ling curled up in Lin An's arms. The result soon came out.
Among the Fourth Orders, an inconspicuous Dragon An Executive raised his hand with a bitter smile and cautiously reported to Lin An:
"Lord Lin An, I think I'll sit this one out."
"Since the roster has changed, I'll stay on Earth and hold the fort for you and everyone else."
"Of course, it's also because my strength is too poor. I've considered that I might not be able to live up to these expectations."
His tone was sincere.
After speaking, the man earnestly cupped his hands toward everyone, then looked at Lin An and waited for his decision.
His strength was only Fourth Order Initial-Rank. He might count as a powerful figure on Earth, but after looking through the information, he clearly realized that without Lin An bringing them in, they would not even be qualified to enter the Star Glory Battlefield.
Given his circumstances, entering would most likely make him nothing more than cannon fodder. Aside from gaining a little experience with death, he would not be of much use.
From the main seat, Lin An slightly raised his eyes and instantly recognized which Fourth Order was withdrawing.
Although he had never had time to interact with Dragon An's recent executives, Lin An still recognized him. He even had some impression of him.
Huang HaiTao.
He was the nephew of the former dean of studies at Lin Jiang College, and one of the first Survivors to follow him.
As Lin An remembered it, Huang HaiTao's strength was indeed somewhat lacking. His talent and potential also could not quite compare with the Fourth Orders selected from around the world.
He had