"Mr. Lin? You're here already?"
In his mind, he was closest to the fissure's coordinates and should have been the first to arrive. Lin Ye, coming all the way from Dongjiang City, should have been the last.
"My guess is that the two Martial Halls issuing the same mission at the same time is the result of a prior agreement between their higher-ups."
Zhang Daoxuan didn't dwell on it and got straight to the point.
Hearing this, Dongfang Zhen stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Let's see... the college entrance exams are less than a month away."
"And at the end of August, there's the annual Peak Competition between Kunlun and Xinhuo... Around this time in previous years..."
At this, Dongfang Zhen's eyes lit up as if he had suddenly thought of something.
"The preliminary selections!"
Zhang Daoxuan nodded, clearly thinking the same thing.
"Preliminary selections?" Lin Ye was still a little confused.
Dongfang Zhen explained, "You just joined Xinhuo, so you wouldn't know yet."
