The sonorous laughter of Master Tong echoed far and wide within the back gate of the practice base, causing countless hearts to tremble.
Lord Han, Assistant Han, a man who they had only met two days ago but who had already erected a majestic image in their minds, transcended the mundane in the blink of an eye.
He was standing right there, but the psychological distance seemed incredibly vast.
His appearance was clearly visible, but his form was elusive, more illusory and bewildering than a mirage.
Such a person... was about to become their competitor?
At this thought, many students twisted their mouths in a dreamlike haze.
"Are you... sure?"
The focus of everyone's attention, Ye Hanjun, had already dissipated his look of fatigue.
He wasn't fixated on the mentors, continuing to ask frivolous questions.
All he did was look them directly in the eyes, and said calmly, slowly, and firmly:
"I've already said, I have mastered a certain level of wilderness survival skills."
