After stepping off the vehicle, Wesley saw everyone's gaze fixed squarely on him, so he didn't shy away and met their stares head-on.
Then, he noticed the gaze filled with the deepest hostility, which came from none other than that guy, Carl.
"Carl really has a cat's life, but there will be plenty of opportunities later!"
Wesley's only regret was that he hadn't encountered Carl in the final moments before the secret realm ended; otherwise, Carl wouldn't have made it out of the secret realm either.
In another month, it would be the Eagle Federation Beast Taming College Entrance Exam. Carl would definitely participate in it then, and he didn't believe Carl would be so lucky again.
"This look… it couldn't be, right?"
Carl felt a sense of familiarity in the gaze Wesley directed at him.
A terrifying and inconceivable thought suddenly rose in his heart, "Could that Great Demon King be Wesley in disguise?"
If this were true, Carl felt that he was truly a clown!
