Chen Shouyi practiced the Horizontal Training Thirty-Six Styles for a while, then went to the internal restaurant of the guest house to have breakfast.
At eight o'clock, people from the Martial Arts Bureau came to pick him up.
It was still Sun Jianhua from yesterday.
Bai Xiaoling and others also followed along.
Sitting in the car, Chen Shouyi felt peaceful, yet he watched Tiananmen pass by with interest.
With his level of strength, the martial artist assessment was just a formality.
There was basically no suspense.
Sun Jianhua hesitated for a moment, but still reminded, "Mr. Chen, there will be many martial artists coming to observe the assessment today."
Chen Shouyi withdrew his gaze and asked, "Many? How many?"
"Before I came, ten had already arrived," Sun Jianhua said. Basically, those without assignments who could come were already there.
Ten!
Chen Shouyi chewed on this number silently, knowing only six martial artists in the capital.
