"Heh..."
A scornful laugh echoed from nearby.
Min Yutang approached, leading the members of Kunlun.
"Only an organization like Xinhuo would count a rookie fresh out of training camp as one of its elites."
"What, has Xinhuo really run out of people?"
Lin Ye noticed that the Kunlun members behind Min Yutang not only outnumbered Xinhuo's team by nearly two to one, but the aura emanating from each of them also felt far more solid and formidable.
They stood ramrod straight in a neat formation, like a well-drilled army, a stark contrast to the visibly more relaxed atmosphere on the Xinhuo side.
Min Yutang's gaze shifted from Lin Ye to Qin Yue. With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, he said:
"Mr. Qin, in the race every year, and an also-ran every year."
"Is the trophy room at your Ninghai Branch running out of space for all those participation awards?"
Qin Yue's expression didn't change as he immediately fired back with a sneer.
