Not long after Senior Sister Lin Qianxue left,
Xu Jingming received word that they would assemble the next day.
The location was Central Plaza.
"Hehe, Master, tomorrow's the day you show off your might!"
Vera's phantom floated in midair, excitement gleaming in her large purple eyes as the heart-shaped tail behind her swayed back and forth.
"Those so-called Eight-star and Nine-star Generals? I don't think many of them can fight. No one should be a match for you!"
"Not necessarily."
Xu Jingming shook his head from the sofa. "None of those summoned here are simple characters."
"You're just too cautious!"
Vera puffed out her cheeks. "If this were the Demon Race, someone as strong as you would already be strutting around like you owned the place! Who knows how many planets you'd have conquered!"
Xu Jingming could not be bothered to argue with her about the Demon Race's "fine" traditions. He rose and headed toward the Cultivation Room.
The next morning.
Xu Jingming put on his equipment and pushed open the door.
"Brother Xu!"
The moment he stepped out of the villa, a familiar voice called out.
Duncan had already been waiting outside. The instant he saw Xu Jingming emerge,
he rushed over in a few strides and gave Xu Jingming's shoulder a hearty squeeze.
"Good brother, thanks for yesterday!"
Duncan grinned, his face full of gratitude.
"Thanks so much for yesterday!
If you hadn't covered for me, I might've been done in by Lin Qianxue's long legs... Ah, no, I mean, I might've gotten taught a lesson by her!"
Xu Jingming found his enthusiasm rather amusing. "It's nothing. You helped clear up my questions first, after all."
Without the intelligence Duncan had shared, he would have been completely clueless about the special training and the Starfall Secret Realm.