When the pen stopped at Niu Chang’s na... it was crossed out directly.
Then he put down the pen in his hand and said, "Zong Peng’s face must be given."
Ever since he ca to the Imperial City, with the Martial Dao talent he exhibited and Zhan Tian’s attitude, he knew the position of director was no longer related to him.
If that’s the case... why not give him so face and get on good terms with him.
"This is reality."
Wu Yue sighed inwardly.
Though unwilling, he was extrely helpless; his Martial Dao talent was right there.
Sotis, refusal is not an option.
"Let’s go with that."
Wu Yue handed over the list in his hand.
The man accepted it with both hands, "Yes!"
Of course, he had no objections, as the final decision-making power rested with Wu Yue.
After a slight bow, he headed towards the martial arts arena.
...
"Why hasn’t he co yet?"
Niu Chang felt inexplicably anxious; even as a Late-Stage Profound Realm expert, his heart was pounding.
"It should be about ti. Don’t worry. When it’s your turn, it’ll naturally be your turn. Worrying won’t help."
Yan Hong patted his shoulder.
"How would you understand? I’ve waited for so many years; you don’t understand that kind of feeling."
Niu Chang shook his head helplessly.
Yan Hong had only been in the Three Judicial Departnts for three years, and ’Murong Chuan’ only for two years.
But their situation was much better than his.
Whether it was their Martial Dao talent or contributions to the Three Judicial Departnts, like Yan Hong, who patrolled the Three Judicial Departnts last year and killed several Late-Stage Profound Realm bandits.
As for Murong Chuan, he killed a Hidden Kill half a year ago, also a Late-Stage Profound Realm.
Their achievents were enough to get them on this list.
As for himself... these years, he managed a part of the Imperial City, diligently without errors or rits.
But the streets he managed have been rated as top-class for five consecutive years!
This was rare in the Three Judicial Departnts.
Recently, he heard that this list prioritizes this as a criterion.
That’s why he’s so excited.
"He’s coming!"
Chen Xuan suddenly spoke up.
Upon hearing this, Niu Chang snapped to attention and quickly looked over.
"It’s Lord Fang."
This ans the list was drawn up by him.
Instantly, his expression beca excited because this news was leaked by people close to Lord Fang.
"Is Old Niu a bit too excited?"
Yan Hong transmitted sound to Chen Xuan.
"Hmm, a bit, it’s like he’s certain to be selected!"
Chen Xuan was also curious.
"Strange... did he hear so news?"
"We’ll know soon. Why worry?"
At this mont, all eyes were focused on Fang Yuchen; his face bore a gentle smile as he stepped before everyone.
"Everyone, sorry to keep you waiting."
Fang Yuchen’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it struck straight to the heart of each listener.
"Greetings, Lord Fang."
At this mont, all the white-clothed individuals slightly bowed to him.
"No need for formality, everyone."
Fang Yuchen’s smile deepened; he loved this feeling.
"A king commands the world!"
This was the power that ca with it.
And it’s only a small fraction of such power.
"Hehe!"
Fang Yuchen chuckled inwardly.
But he didn’t keep these white-clothed individuals suspended, as each of them eagerly watched the list in his hand.
"I know so have been waiting a long ti, with so waiting five years being considered short. I won’t waste words; let’s start directly."
With that, he opened the list in his hand.
"Ahem..."
Then he chuckled, "Got sothing stuck in my throat, don’t get too excited."
"Haha..."
Instantly, these white-clothed individuals burst into laughter, though it was forced, with so smiling nervously.
"Rather playful."
Chen Xuan also chuckled and shook his head.
These white-clothed individuals had no idea how anxious they were, yet he pulled such a stunt.
However, the initially tense atmosphere eased quite a bit.
"Alright, no more teasing, let’s really start."
Fang Yuchen’s gaze fell on the list in his hand.
The whole martial arts arena was unusually silent; only so heavy breathing could be heard.
"Yan Hong!"
"Present!"
Yan Hong almost gritted his teeth as he uttered the two words, his face flushed red, with veins protruding on his forehead, and his large hands clenched into fists.
Though he expected he’d probably be on the list.
When Fang Yuchen actually announced his na, the feeling was different.
"Congratulations, Brother Yan!"
Chen Xuan congratulated with a smile, familiar with this feeling from his past life.
Wasn’t it just like waiting for the teacher to announce the outstanding students at the end of the sester?
"Tengze!"
The second na was called out by Fang Yuchen.
"... it’s !"
A middle-aged man in the crowd excitedly pointed at himself and shouted with joy to those around him.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
...
Congratulatory voices buzzed and continued to echo, leaving no doubt that they were from those close to him.
As for others, their eyes were fixed on Fang Yuchen.
Then the third... fourth!
With each na called out.
There was joy, there was excitent.
But more often were eyes desperately scanning.
As the remaining spots dwindled, so began to sigh.
Eyes filled with disappointnt.
"The ninth one... Murong Chuan!"
"As expected, he’s on it!"
Chen Xuan mumbled to himself, no wonder Ye Jinghong said he paid quite a price.
"Looks like I’ll need to compensate him afterward."
After all, this is a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity. Not compensating Murong Chuan would leave Chen Xuan feeling uneasy.
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