"Was that really necessary? Using a forbidden technique just to win?"
Mo Fan could not understand Li Kaifeng's feelings, mainly because he had been shoehorned onto the team. His spot had practically been guaranteed, so he did not think joining the National Team was particularly difficult.
"Looks like you don't understand how important this competition is to them."
At that, Zhao Manyan pressed a hand to his forehead helplessly. He really envied Mo Fan for having the youngest Major General as his buddy. With Su Miu helping them grow, they never had to worry about any of this nonsense.
"What do you mean?"
Mo Fan looked at him curiously, interested in the intricacies involved, and Zhao Manyan explained.
"Put it this way. Li Kaifeng's Li Family... no, actually, these young masters from prominent families aren't necessarily their families' undisputed heirs.
They always have older or younger siblings competing with them for the inheritance. The World Academy Competition is where they can prove themselves, so naturally, they value it immensely."
After hearing the explanation, he understood. Grassroots mages like him, Old Xu, and Su Miu had no inheritance to worry about. None of this mattered to them.
"Speaking of which, you look pretty unconcerned. Are you the sole heir?"
"No, I have an older brother. I don't care because my dream is to sow my seed all over the world. I just want to coast through life. I'll leave the family affairs to my brother."
While the two chatted, Li Kaifeng was sent home. Meanwhile, Leng Mu's phone chimed. He glanced at it and saw a message from Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was asking him about advancing summoned beasts. He compiled all the relevant precautions and sent them over, then went into seclusion.
Ever since his calamity victim talent had begun