"I came here, naturally, to let my friends participate in the Citizen Trial Tournament."
"It doesn't matter whether you welcome us or not. You can't do anything to me anyway."
Will smiled faintly, utterly composed and unconcerned. After all, this was a safe zone.
"Are you planning to participate in the Citizen Trial Tournament too, kid?"
Before Ling Zhan could answer.
Meng Shuang had already beaten him to it. "That's right. If you've got the guts, join it yourself. Let's see if I don't smash your dog head!"
Will immediately burst into laughter upon hearing that.
"Hahaha! You think you can smash my dog head? Well, you do have the strength for it, but whether you can survive the tournament is another matter."
"I'll tell you this frankly: with your current level, Ling Zhan, if you dare enter the Citizen Trial Tournament, you're as good as dead!"
The reason Will dared make such a bold declaration was naturally because several of his friends had come here to compete.
Will might only have been level 350, but several friends who had grown up with him had already become powerhouses above level 500.
Will had been clever.
Ever since discovering that his own aptitude truly was lacking, he had obediently devoted himself to studying interpersonal relationships.
Those so-called friends were merely people whose talent he had recognized as exceptional, so he had gone all out back then to curry favor with them and cultivate those relationships.
Of course...
None of his friends were heirs of wealthy noble families.
After all, wealthy noble families did not lack citizenship qualifications.
Over the years, he had actually been sheltering those vagrant friends who lacked identification and qualification certificates.
The reason he did so was not because he was some saint. He merely wanted those vagrants