With such a thought, Finley was determined to see whether Ainsley was a regressor or not. Sadly, the girl didn't seem to know about the future, which means she wasn't a regressor.
Dad shook his head. "It wasn't. So I reached out to Jeremy to send us the contact info for his friend. Then I called him to see if he was available to meet up with all of us." He looked around. "This agent would potentially only be for Kyle. At the moment. You guys are free to ask questions, opinions, and suggestions though." He looked specifically at Dave. "As someone going to college, you have to be careful. He can not represent you talking to pro teams or you might lose eligibility."
Ainsley saw those people had the same tattoo, a golden tiger crouching alone. The eyes of the tiger were blue, just like the colour of the pendant she was using.
"Eh, you seem to want us to snatch it back?" Under Ling Chuxi's repeated reminders, the blockhead seemed to have thought of something. He scratched the back of his head and said strangely.
However, it couldn’t do that. It was definitely hiding somewhere here, which meant it also had constraints. It was either disguising itself as a corps commander or one of the many morons here. Or it might have been waiting to attack me in the swamp as a powerful purebred member of the Maruka Clan.
Ainsley didn't want to use her trump card this fast, but since the sacred guardian was indeed not an ordinary cat, she could only sit down cross-legged and started to use her charm power.