"..." Pei Jinye looked on wistfully.
Enough my ass.
Shaking his head, he asked, "Do we have any seniors in the team who have already forged their bones from the Body Technique System?"
"There are, but you're not a transcendent of the Physical Technique Faction. If you cultivate so deeply, aren't you afraid you'll train your life away?" Brother Bi hesitated.
"It's still better than being beaten to death," he replied.
"Uh." Brother Bi was startled, scratching his head. "That seems to make sense."
...
...
"You're not from the Body Technique System?"
At the Investigation Team's Base, in the activity area of Group Seven,
a burly bald man seemed uncertain of what he had heard, twisting his head in bewilderment.
Brother Bi shrugged helplessly at his side.
He had the same expression when he first found out that Pei Jinye wanted to temper his body.
The bald man was silent for a while but kindly hinted, "Is there any discomfort in your body during the physical examination?"
