"This adjustment to the qualifier rules was also at the behest of our Kunlun East District's Commander. He hopes that the juniors from our two halls can be tempered through real combat and prove their mettle."
"Indeed, Mr. Xiao."
Lv Yongze's smile didn't falter, but the veins on his clenched hand were clearly bulging.
"Learning in a vacuum is ultimately a subpar method. It's a good thing to have an opportunity like this, to let them experience just how dangerous a real mission can be ahead of time."
The two men exchanged impeccable pleasantries, but the atmosphere behind them was already taut with tension.
Behind Lv Yongze were only seven or eight Hall Masters from Xinhuo, with Wang Jingcheng among them.
Long Bohan, the only deacon in their party, stood at the very back. He felt as if the air had solidified into a block of ice, pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe.
