"Hmm? It's an order from Captain Wang." Shen Zhui looked down.
"Did you guys receive it too?" Zhao Hu asked.
"Yes." Both Han Mao and Yan You nodded.
The four exchanged glances.
"Let's go, to the Martial Hall."
"Let's go."
............
In the Martial Hall, when Shen Zhui and the three others arrived, there were already over ten people gathered.
When Shen Zhui walked in, he immediately felt something was off.
As far as Shen Zhui knew, including him and Zhao Hu, the two newly appointed Ninth-Rank post-Innate martial artists, there were only twelve in total.
But here, every single one was at post-Innate Ninth-Rank!
"Rong Zimo, you... you've actually reached post-Innate Ninth-Rank this quickly?" Shen Zhui stared at a baby-faced youth.
