Feels Like I've Invited a Little Demon King

"Young Master Wen, don't underestimate your opponents and teammates; they've all undergone special training and are devils among the elites, so I advise you to still be cautious about your safety. Once you've eaten, you should leave with Ji De."

Mayer knew that Wen Huai was a very smart person. Having observed for a while, he should now have some understanding of the base's devilish training and know how to make his choices.

Wen Huai picked up the sandwich in front of him, gobbled it down, then grabbed the milk and drank it all at once. He stood up, took the backpack from Mayer's hands, and flashed a smile tinged with pretense.

"See you in thirty days."

Mayer, looking at the commanding presence of Wen Huai, felt an involuntary tremor in his heart. Why did it feel like he was seeing Wen Xin? This raffish demeanor completely differed from the gentle and jade-like youth he had seen before.

It seems that the boss had sent him a great Buddha this time.