This was a young man with a head of red hair.
At first glance, he looked a little like one of those alternative-fashion types from the Buried Love Lineage.
That was why Rong Cheng had left quite an impression on Su Ping.
With that explosive red hairdo that seemed to come with its own cement, Su Ping would have found it hard not to remember him.
Previously, on the surface, this man had not directed the same hostile looks at him as some of the other Rong Family disciples. In fact, whenever their eyes met, he had looked calm, even smiling.
But that only proved that this fellow was confident that even if Su Ping took one of the Five Saints' Eggs, he could still secure one for himself.
It represented his strength, which truly ranked among the very best of the Rong Family's younger generation.
Still, since this fellow had spoken up, Su Ping was in no mood to waste words on a stranger-an enemy stranger, at that. He walked straight to the edge of the beast-battling arena.
It was not as though this were some important battle.
Since someone had stepped forward, they might as well fight.
"Cousin Su Ping, shall we have a team battle or a one-on-one beast battle?"
Under the gazes of the branch family members, Rong Cheng also leaped lightly into the center of the arena and asked with a smile.
"Either is fine."
"Hehe, I heard you only awakened recently, Cousin Su Ping. In that case, you would probably be at a disadvantage in a team beast battle. I, Rong Cheng, am not someone who bullies his juniors. How about a one-on-one beast battle?"
Rong Cheng tossed his red hair, then beckoned with one hand. A strange pet beast appeared beside him.
It