The welcome banquet was held punctually at seven o'clock in the evening. People were there to greet the guests. When Luo Zheng entered the banquet hall, he saw it was already filled—either with school officers or lieutenants, and a few generals too. Barely having cherished his hard-earned rank as a lieutenant, he was back to feeling like a non-commissioned officer, the lowest rank present.
With a keen eye, Luo Zheng spotted a table with his name on it. As he checked the other nameplates, he saw that the competitors had already taken their seats, along with a few others he hadn't seen before, their identities unknown to him. He greeted the captain and made his way to his seat, sitting upright just like the others, staring straight ahead without speaking.
