South District, White Crow Base.
Xue Jing was half reclining on a lounge chair, his right elbow resting on the armrest, his palm lightly clenched into a fist supporting his right chin, with his left hand holding a mobile phone, scrolling through the data on it.
"Xue, what is this?"
Ning Yuantai asked curiously from beside him.
Xue Jing handed him the phone screen for a moment and said,
"The regulations for martial arts examination officers."
Ning Yuantai glanced at the screen, saw over a hundred densely written requirements, and instantly felt overwhelmed. He waved his hand and said with a scoff,
"This stuff is just for writing; who really follows it? Like this Rule 62, forbidding threats, intimidation, insults, or any action that could harm a candidate's mental health… It's ridiculous. If the examiners don't establish their authority, how can they manage the candidates? This is just nonsense for naive parents."
Mountain Demon also came over to take a look and interjected,
