Your Subordinate's Mouth Is Too Filthy, Let Me Send Him Back For Reformation
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Hello, everyone's here!"
Just as when everyone's eyes were fixed on Argus and the other geniuses from Olant Federation, a peal of laughter broke their concentration.
The voice appeared out of the blue. Even the group of planetary-stage martial warriors didn't notice it beforehand.
The alien candidates were all startled and turned toward the source of the sound. They saw a young man on a black crow in the sky, looking at them with a smile.
Two more people appeared behind the young man: a fatty and an octopus with dozens of tentacles. This was quite an odd and peculiar combination!
The expressions of the alien candidates turned grave, and no one dared to underestimate this strange group. That was because everyone knew that the fat man and the octopus were planetary-stage martial warriors.
And no one could see through the strength of the young man, which made him seem like an enigma.