Long Haochen's Demon Hunt Squad was exactly as Jiang Feng remembered it, unaffected by Jiang Feng's arrival in this world.
Onstage, Han Ci announced, "Second Demon Hunt Squad. Leader: Long Haochen, knight. Assassin: Sheng Cai'er. Warrior: Wang Yuanyuan. Mage: Lin Xin. Priest: Sima Xian. Summoner: Chen Ying'er."
Sure enough, when it came to a squad of oddballs, nobody could beat you, Long Haochen.
A knight who couldn't seem to decide whether he was a Retribution Knight or a Guardian Knight, a blind assassin, a Shield Warrior who couldn't defend, a mage who couldn't attack, a priest who couldn't heal, and a summoner whose damage output depended entirely on luck.
What a bunch of freaks.
Jiang Feng had already prepared himself for this, so he didn't find it particularly surprising.
Han Ci, however, gave Long Haochen a very peculiar look, wanting to laugh but holding it in.
Yang Wenzhao was next, but when Han Ci called his name, his gaze was still fixed on Chen Ying'er.
Every member of the Third Demon Hunt Squad, led by Yang Wenzhao, matched Jiang Feng's memories perfectly. Only the squad's number had shifted back by one.
What followed was more or less as Jiang Feng had expected. Long Haochen's older sister, Li Xin, ended up in the Fifth Demon Hunt Squad.
The wheel kept spinning, and the morning soon passed. Eventually, ten Demon Hunt Squads stood in neat formation.
Han Ci looked at them and said, "From this moment on, you are officially members of your respective Demon Hunt Squads, companions who can trust one another with your backs. Throughout the Alliance's history, countless Demon Hunt Squads have stood at the pinnacle of glory. I hope that one day, you too will earn glory of your own..."
"One final word: never blame your teammates."
Han