When Yang Fan returned to the assessment hall, old man Nolan Jun was already bubbling with excitement. Nolan Kang did not disappoint and had already made it into the top eight.
When Nolan Kang won against a competitor and descended the stage, Nolan Jun couldn't contain his excitement. In front of everyone, he rushed over and hugged and held his son tightly: "Well done, kiddo! Keep it up and aim for the top three." Seeing his son performing so well, Nolan Jun, who had worked at the Lu Group for a lifetime, was nearly moved to tears. After all these years, his son had finally made him proud.
Even Nolan Hui, who wasn't optimistic about her brother, felt quite proud at this moment. After all, he had won several matches in a row, impressing her for once. "Not bad, keep it up. Whether or not you make it into the Miyun Sect doesn't matter, as long as you've tried your best."
