The World Summit (3)

A cold silence ensued in the room after this was said.

Everyone looked at their faces and soon began to whisper to one another.

To finally have Rizo at the forefront was what they had always wanted. Everyone in this room looked forward to seeing the so-called strongest hunter in action, so no one objected to the idea.

Not even Bastien who sat leisurely with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed on the table.

Rizo was fast asleep beside him, drooling.

Bastien glanced at him and sighed like he couldn't help it, he folded his legs down and leaned towards the table, tapping the microphone before speaking;

"Uhm, woman. Shouldn't you talk to him about this first?"

"Don't worry, he owes me."

He was left with nothing to say. He didn't want the position for himself. Hell, he hated the spotlight. But this kid here hated it more than he did.

Ruan Zhaohui looked around the room before she resumed talking.