"Let me try?"
Those words left all four people present stunned.
Try what?
See whether that scrawny little body of yours could fill these things' bellies?
The stern man in the lead quickly reacted:
"Su Ping, the pet beasts left behind in this Mystic Realm can't really be called pet beasts. As you've seen, they're incomparably vicious. I know Breeders have a knack for communicating with and soothing pet beasts, but you need to understand the situation!"
To him, that was clearly what Su Ping meant. After all, Su Ping's own cultivation rank was far too misleading.
Had he been Commander Rank, they might have considered it. With his background and abilities, producing pet beasts capable of fighting above their rank was possible.
Although that was extremely difficult too, what if? But Su Ping was merely at the elite peak right now. How the hell was that remotely credible?
Yet Su Ping blinked and said:
"You've misunderstood. That's not what I meant. If you're finding it difficult to deal with and kill these long worms, I can try taking action and see whether I can help!"
With that, Su Ping raised the enormous shield in his hand.
Yes, in this brief span of time, the previously pentagonal shield had somehow become round.
Not only had it become round, but the design at its center had turned into a strange red five-pointed star.
"What help could you possibly offer?"
The stern man glared, but Su Ping had already walked over to his side.
Everyone saw what this little lord was doing, and none of them could quite react either. "Su Ping! What are you doing?"
At that moment, every favorable impression the stern man had just formed of Su Ping vanished like smoke. He really was a damned brat after all.