When the young man took out his Identity Card, the inspector said there was nothing unusual. The old man's brow furrowed, and as the young man approached the old woman and greeted her with a smile, he quickly entered the Qingyun Hall like the others after confirming his bone age posed no problem. The old man's expression grew even more conflicted.
Could it be that I really saw wrong? Is my perception failing?
"Old Li, finally done with your work, care to grab a drink?" asked an elderly man over sixty, who approached the old man as he was lost in thought. "What's with that expression? Encountered something unsolvable outside?"
"No, it's just that... this year's newcomers are quite good."
"Indeed, slightly surpassing the overall strength of the previous batch."
"..." The old man wanted to say something but chose to bury it in his heart.
Maybe I'm really getting old, seeing things wrong.
An hour later.
The young man, Mo Xiaofan, stood dazed in a small wooden house.
