Torturing Scum, Provoking an Even More Terrifying Big Boss (2)

The team training was extremely harsh, and at this hour, there were still players engaged in battles in the arena.

Ji Boyan stood by, taking a call, his expression filled with impatience as he suppressed his anger, "What I need are Jing Zhou and Jiang Changfeng. Their APM is top-notch. The rest of the team members are irrelevant; they are practically useless!"

"And the other group we sent out? It doesn't matter if they didn't succeed, but why is there no word from them?"

The secretary was also puzzled, "Young master, we can't reach their phones. They might have fled fearing your wrath."

"Fled? The monk can run away, but the temple won't run with him?" Ji Boyan scoffed coldly, "It seems they no longer wish to live! Send a few more people, and ensure that Jing Zhou and Jiang Changfeng can't participate in tomorrow's selection match."

The secretary complied and went to make the arrangements.