"What's your surname?"
At the registration area, the person in charge of registration didn't even raise his head and asked.
"Surnamed Tang!"
"What are you shouting for?"
"Da li!"
The person in charge of registration was stunned. He raised his head and looked over with a strange gaze.
"Da li?"
"Yeah!"
The man's mouth twitched. He wanted to laugh, but he held back. He had registered thousands of people, which was much more strange than this name. This one was still considered good.
"Alright! Great strength it is!" He wrote down his name, then took a mirror and looked at Tang Hao to confirm his age.
According to the rules, the maximum was thirty-five. Anyone who exceeded that was not qualified to participate.
"This is your brand!"
After the registration, he handed over a wooden token.
Tang Hao turned around and left after he received the wooden token.
