"There's no need to rush. Take your time," Yue Chen reassured him.
After spending this time getting to know his teammates, he had gained a rough understanding of their limits-in other words, their potential.
Lin Xin and Chen Ying'er needed no explanation. Both had tremendous potential.
The other three members were the ones who deserved closer attention.
First was Xue Meng. Since she had a player panel just like him, as long as her starting attributes were not too poor, reaching eighty to ninety points of innate internal spiritual power later on should not be a problem.
Then there was Shiqi, the team's fifth-tier assassin. Since he had broken through to the fifth tier ahead of most contestants in this year's Demon Hunt Squad Selection Tournament, his talent certainly could not be poor. His innate internal spiritual power should, in theory, be at least seventy.
Last was Jin Ruchuan, the team's shield warrior.
Although he was the oldest member of the team and had yet to reach the fifth tier, only Chen Qi and Wang Yuanyuan were better warriors than him in the entire Warrior Temple.
His excellence was beyond question. He had simply happened to join a team that would leave him questioning his own worth.
Since he had been stuck at the fifth-tier bottleneck for so long, his innate internal spiritual power was probably around sixty.
A little low, Yue Chen thought to himself.
Of course, this was not a problem without a solution. Their relationship simply had not reached the point where Yue Chen could bring it up yet, so he would have to wait.
"Captain, you've been talking for so long, but you still haven't told us what mission you went on." Noticing that the mood in the team was off, Xue Meng, the vice captain,