At the training ground, Wang Ye chose the first track on the left. There wasn't anything particularly special about it, but it was away from the group of veterans who were lingering around the left track, enjoying the spectacle of the new recruits.
He had observed them laughing and pointing while watching the other newcomers struggle through the course. At least they hadn't directed their laughter at him before. However, with the arrival of the new batch of recruits, they were all united in the same journey of training.
Wang Ye understood that laughing at others was, in a way, laughing at oneself too. After all, they were a close-knit group, and when they chatted, they wouldn't know everyone individually. They would group people together and discuss the new batch of recruits, the current group of newcomers, and so on.
Therefore, Wang Ye made up his mind to show them something remarkable later on.
