Upon seeing Ye Hanjun, they simultaneously stood up, their faces reflecting strong astonishment.
"Are you the mentor?"
The general raised an eyebrow, very surprised.
"No, I'm an assistant."
Ye Hanjun casually swung the silver triangular emblem in his hand, nodded his thanks at the general, and then soothed a few excited students.
After one night, his four team members were astonishingly the best condition, both in terms of injuries and spirit.
On the line of stretchers, Dong Xuan, Zhi Zhengqing, Wei Hongying, Shen Jiaoyun, Lin Qingyun -- both mentors and three assistants were present.
Though they were not dead, all of them were unconscious, their breath weaker than the other.
Ye Hanjun had an illusion that his currently weak body could sever their breath with just one punch.
"Assistant Han..."
The only assistant who was awake and in good condition was Yingxia.
She remained seated, still perched on the back of the Sun Bird.
