Why is it clearly their fault, yet they’re pretending to be the victim?

Negative emotions surged uncontrollably in Little Treasure Spirit’s mind, and just as it was about to lose control and attack, its own Beast Tamer’s hand rested on its shoulder.

Little Treasure Spirit paused for a moment, then suddenly felt clear-headed.

When the Beast Taming Codex reaches a certain level, it can establish a connection with the Pet Beast, helping it wake from a certain state.

This is why, in competition arenas, when a Pet Beast is hypnotized or falls into some chaotic state, Beast Tamers can use phrases like "Stand up!", "Wake up!" or call out the beast’s name to bring it out of a negative state.

However, it depends on the level of the Beast Taming Codex and the level of the Pet Beast’s skill; it’s not always possible to wake the Pet Beast smoothly every time.

Qiao Sang looked at the Pure Evil Clown and said with a smile:

"Want to know? Give me another bottle of King Power Potion, and I’ll tell you."

The Pure Evil Clown looked at the human in front of it and suddenly showed an injured expression again, calling out:

"Pure Evil."

How can you do this?

The earlier slight black aura also affected the people and Pet Beasts around.

At first, they were just ready to listen to gossip, but then certain emotions expanded rapidly, making everyone become indignant and start accusing:

"Someone gave you a King Power Potion, yet you deleted them?"

"You said it was an exchange for an item, but was that item worthless?"

"Which school are you from?"

"Ya..."

Yaobao felt the malice around it and bared its teeth.

However, before it could roar angrily, Qiao Sang covered its mouth.

Yaobao: "..."

"Do you all want to know?" Qiao Sang said casually while covering Yaobao’s mouth:

"Sure, just give me a King Power Potion, and I’ll tell you."

The surrounding voices instantly quieted down.

Then came even angrier voices:

"You expect to get a King Power Potion just for answering a question? You must be crazy for King Power Potions!"

"Which school are you from anyway?"

"How could our school have someone like this?"

Qiao Sang listened to the voices around her, her expression unchanged, and interrupted:

"Or you can challenge me to a duel. If you win, I’ll tell you what you want to know. If you lose, just give me a King Power Potion."

After a pause, she added:

"I’m a B-level Beast Tamer, so I only accept challenges from opponents of the same level."

She couldn’t beat a Beast Tamer above B-level, and going against a Beast Tamer below B-level felt too much like bullying, so finding an opponent of the same level was better. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The surrounding voices fell silent again.

The crowd exchanged glances, struggling to associate the young girl in front of them with a B-level Beast Tamer.

Although this is Flame Heaven University, it’s not like they can produce a B-level Beast Tamer at any time.

Moreover, the other person’s attitude seemed to show a lot of confidence in their own strength.

Just as everyone hesitated, the Pure Evil Clown again released a slight black aura.

People’s emotions flared up again:

"Do you really think you can get a King Power Potion just for answering a question? Dream on!"

"Exactly! Do you have the guts to say which school you’re from?"

"Pure Evil."

The Pure Evil Clown casually inserted:

She’s not a student at our school, or she wouldn’t ask to exchange for a King Power Potion.

Many people had Pet Beasts, and through their beasts’ translations, everyone grew more furious.

She wasn’t from their school and was still acting so arrogantly here!

"Which school are you from?"

"Have the guts to give your name!"

"If you’re capable, bring out something of equal value to exchange for a King Power Potion!"

Amidst the accusing voices, Qiao Sang stood up, pretended to leave, and said:

"Since your school doesn’t have a B-level Beast Tamer to challenge me, I’ll just leave then."

Just then, a lazy voice said:

"Who says there’s no one to challenge you? I’ll compete with you."

The crowd turned to look.

A man with brown hair and eyes, looking just past twenty, was walking over; it was Franklin, who had recently competed.

Beside him stood the cold-faced Evil Moon Rabbit.

The crowd was at first stunned, then delighted, muttering that as long as Franklin joined, he would definitely win.

The Pure Evil Clown seemed to be surprised that this could attract Franklin’s involvement. It paused, then thinking the time was right, stepped up and tried to mediate, calling out:

"Pure..."

No need to duel, just give the King Power Potion, I only wish to unite with my idol...

Qiao Sang looked at Franklin in the distance, smiled, and interrupted:

"I accept your challenge."