Before the very eyes of Zhou Weimou and his soldiers, Wu Tian simply walked into the forest. They all expected him to be flung out after just three steps, a scene they had already pictured in their minds.
However, contrary to their expectations, Wu Tian was not thrown out at all. Instead, he walked deeper into the woods until his figure vanished among the trees.
"He... he actually walked in," a soldier stammered, stunned.
"You think I don't have eyes?" Zhou Weimou barked, his brow furrowing in thought. "Who was that kid?"
"We don't know, sir," the soldiers replied, shaking their heads.
Zhou Weimou grew even more puzzled. "I just saw him face-to-face, but now that I try to recall what he looked like... I feel like I couldn't get a clear look at his face."
"Me neither."
"Yeah, his face is a blur."
Several other soldiers murmured in agreement.
Zhou Weimou stood rooted to the spot. Did I just meet a master?
