This trainer of elves is super surge

Shen Zong, who was sitting leisurely beside a mahogany tea table in front of the training ground house, was unaware of the suddenly cheerful atmosphere in the courtyard at this moment.

But Xiba, who silently stepped into the venue with an expression of "I'm ashamed to be with them" on her face, instantly brought the scene in the courtyard to Shen Zong's mind.

"People are poor but have short ambitions. I don't think you can make back your investment."

"Here, here's your thing."

Looking at the space backpack handed over by Xiba, Shen Zong, who also didn't care about this resource at all, raised his hand and pushed it back into his arms.

Looking blankly at Guo Ranweng who was dragging the Kodak and running happily on the track of the training ground, he smiled elegantly and said calmly:

"What I gave out was a gift, and I made you my friend. If you regard this as my business to attract investment, then your heart will fall into the trap of inferiority."

"Furthermore, if I really want to take you under my banner on behalf of my family, do you think I will only use this few resources?"

Speaking of this, Shen Zong's eyes suddenly showed some seriousness. He turned back and looked directly at Xiba's eyes that never flinched, and continued:

"As a genius born from a commoner, you do have the capital to be proud of being ahead of others, but you are too underestimated by us, a traditional family that has been based on the Kanto continent for thousands of years."

"Rights, resources, and wealth are all vain."

"Only one's own strength is fundamental."

"Having said that, you'd better think about it yourself."

Suddenly being taught a lesson by Shen Zong, but knowing that what the person in front of her said was correct, Sheba could only secretly hold the shoulder strap of her backpack with her palms.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and exhaled a breath of discomfort under pressure. Fang Fangzheng was sitting on the chair opposite Shen Zong, putting his space backpack at his feet.

He picked up the tea cup like a cow chewing peonies, poured the tea inside into his mouth, and whispered:

"I accepted the gift, and what you said today means I owe you a favor."

After receiving the signal that Xiba had calmed down, Shen Zong, who looked serious and solemn, first filled his blue and white teacup with tea brewed from the finest mountain springs.

A unique and open-minded smile slowly appeared on his face. After he calmly took out the information specially prepared for Xiba from his pocket, he lowered his voice and said in a concealed voice:

"There is no need to hide anything between friends. The alliance will recently recruit a group of trainers with civilian backgrounds to balance the family factions within the alliance that cannot be eliminated."

"Although this road is full of dangers, many families whose political interests have been violated will definitely not give up. They may even be forced to use some shady underground forces under pressure."

"But as soon as you step into the door of this trainer unit directly under the alliance, the alliance president Damalanchi will become its strongest backing."

The information on how to sign up to join the alliance's direct troops, as well as the specific information on how to review and select, were quietly placed on the mahogany tea table between the two of them.

Xiba, who had never expected that Shen Zong would tell her this matter so frankly, cautiously looked at the plain brown cowhide book on the table with confused eyes.

The alliance wants to recruit trainers with civilian backgrounds?Form a direct force to counter the family?

And the young master of the family in front of him specifically told me the news, and seemed to agree with the alliance's decision?

Xiba, who had no idea about these problems at all, rested her hands on her knees and remained silent for a few seconds, recalling her master's teachings before leaving. Finally, she raised her head solemnly and looked at the enigmatic Shen Zong.

"Since you know that the alliance formed this force to compete with the family's power in all aspects, why did you still ask me to participate in the selection?"

"Aren't you afraid that the two of us will not be able to be ordinary friends because we are naturally in conflict with each other?"

"What on earth are you planning!"

Sensing the vigilance in Shiba's eyes, he understood that deep down in his heart, he was actually wondering why, as the young patriarch of the Genji family, he would abnormally support him in joining Shen Zong, a force directly under the alliance.

I also saw that after Xiba finished speaking, she immediately acted like if you don't give me a justifiable reason, then I will get up and leave directly.

Shen Zong had no choice but to stand up leisurely, look directly into his fearless eyes, raised his finger to point to the bright moon in the sky, and whispered in a very calm tone:

"First of all, you have to be clear. With the current development of the world, the Alliance has become the only moon in the sky, while the family has been standing still and is still the shining stars surrounding it."

"Let me tell you this, I recommend you to participate in this selection. The overall reasons can be summarized into two."

"First, my principle in making friends is to exchange sincerity for sincerity, so at least until the friend does something unforgivable, I will never treat any friend I recognize badly."

"Secondly, it's because the Alliance's war to conquer Sinnoh is not over yet. Almost all the main forces of the major families are on the Tianguan Mountain battlefield. If you join the forces directly under the Alliance now, you will encounter fewer obstacles."

"But, I guess this war is coming to an end, otherwise the alliance would never dare to risk the disapproval of many families and forcefully promote the so-called advancement route of civilian direct lineage."

"You must know that the family that has always controlled a large number of middle and high-level positions in the alliance's military department is not a soft persimmon who dare not fight back when its interests are violated."

After listening to Shen Zong's remarks that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, and the sincere look on his face, Xiba, who is also only sixteen or seventeen years old and has not been exposed to too much of the dark side of the world,

He immediately believed this explanation in his heart, leaned forward and picked up the brown leather book on the table, and said to Shen Zong with a wry smile:

"After all, I still couldn't resist the family's investment, but I will remember you as a friend in my heart."

"No, friends are just friends, it has nothing to do with family."

Shen Zong, who blocked Xiba's self-deprecating words without hesitation, turned sideways and waved back Guo Ranweng and Ke Keya, and a strange light flashed silently in his eyes.

"Oh! By the way! Cultivation exchange meeting!"

"It's already nine o'clock, let's go there quickly."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

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From the beginning of darkness to the cool evening breeze.

From asking Hiba for help at the banquet to inviting him to the training ground for a private meeting.

Could anyone really believe that Shen Zong was just spreading his wealth for no reason in order to gain a good reputation that would be praised by outsiders?

Insiders have not jumped out of the chessboard, and outsiders have no idea what is going on inside the game.

Perhaps only after the flowers have faded, those trainers will be called friends by their family members throughout their lives.

Only then can we truly see clearly the inner meaning...