"Can I really run into familiar faces here?"
Lin Chen turned his head to look at Xiong Yaxiong and Hu Yunlai, only to see that the expressions on their faces darkened simultaneously.
With a cold face, Xiong Yaxiong responded, "Whether we come or not is none of your business."
The middle-aged man on the opposite side laughed, "Isn't it just seeing an old friend and giving a greeting? Don't get so angry; it's not me who isn't giving you stuff."
Xiong Yaxiong was left speechless by the other's remark, retorting resentfully, "It's still because of you guys, not following the rules. Otherwise, how could this have happened?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You all are here to enhance the combat power and survival rate of all disciples. Who isn't? Everyone just uses their own means. If you can't manage on your own, who can you blame?"
