If anyone else had said that, the remaining team members might have been delighted and replied with laughter.
But when it was Gu Yunyou speaking, that delight had to be discounted.
Because this guy's tone was far too flippant. And what did he mean by, "Don't embarrass the first three?"
"Listen to yourself. Don't embarrass the ones ahead of us? So you think we're slackers like you? Do you feel like this has nothing to do with you?"
Someone in the team said resentfully. Even Mo Hualun, "Light Bat," looked at him with deeply concealed disgust.
"Of course I think it has something to do with me. But what do you all think?"
Young Master Gu turned around and spoke with a faintly mocking smile.
"You!"
"Hmph, parasite." Two cold snorts sounded in succession.
"Heh heh." Gu Yunyou raised his brows and shrugged. Then, in perfect cooperation, he curled his lips and turned back around.
Using his body as cover, Mu Fan wore an exceptionally wonderful expression. He had only just realized that his roommate's verbal skills were no weaker than those of his troublesome friends. This kind of vocabulary formed a stark contrast with White Hair's blatantly flirtatious style.
Mu Fan gave him a thumbs-up, naturally in admiration... uh, for that precise judgment.
Gu Yunyou was clearly immensely pleased. In a rather cheerful mood, he winked at Mu Fan and showed a rare toothy grin.
In Mu Fan's eyes, the High Fire Wizard seemed extremely panicked after being instantly sealed by the surging Duel Force Field. It tried to break free, and terrifying flame attacks poured from every energy launcher on its mech.
The narrow area was instantly filled with a sea of fire. Even the air had warped from the scorching heat, while crimson flames surged more than