Space Disaster Research Institute (2)

"Could it be that you're also here to spar with him?" he said to the bearded geek beside him.

The person in front of him was one of the sons of the Space Emperor. He was relatively profligate. Although he was profligate, he was still a second-generation Beast Tamer of the Floating Planet after all. He had lived longer and had accumulated a richer foundation than the third-generation Beast Tamer.

The bearded otaku named Uncle Wang was stunned. He turned to look at Lin Rui and said, "Little Rui… Sigh, I'm just here to watch the commotion. Why should I interfere in the sparring between you juniors…"

"But don't you like to spar with us juniors?" Lin Rui curled his lips and said. This guy couldn't defeat the top geniuses of the same generation. He always liked to bully third-generation disciples in the name of guiding battles. His reputation was already far-reaching.