"Do you have an instructor named Mo Shangjun here? Where is she?"
Caught off guard by the name "Mo Shangjun," Mu Cheng was momentarily stunned. His first thought wasn't about what this person's connection to Mo Shangjun might be, but rather he worried that the visitor had come looking for trouble with Mo Shangjun due to her first week's troop-leading performance.
After a pause, it was only a moment later that Mu Cheng asked warily, "What do you want with her?"
"Nothing much," Tu Sheng said with a smile, "I've heard a lot about her and wanted to see her in person."
Heard a lot?
Heard a lot about what exactly?
Mu Cheng ran through all the possibilities in his mind and felt that Mo Shangjun's "reputation" could really be anything, both good and bad—it was hard to say.
Looking at Tu Sheng's unfathomable expression, Mu Cheng couldn't come to a definitive conclusion right away.
"I see, she..."
