Wang Jixuan chuckled quietly, calmly moved forward, and sat on a chair nearby.
Lin Zhiwei's lips trembled a few times. This guy also had a sudden epiphany and quickly moved forward to pull out his own chair.
"Wind, Storm Master," Lin Zhiwei hurriedly said, "How come you're here? Did I do something wrong?"
"Just saw you wanted to report something."
Wang Jixuan nodded towards the papers on the table:
"I thought it might be something big, and found your constitution a bit interesting, so I came to take a look."
This was actually the reason he came over.
Curious about the words 'I report,' he investigated a bit and discovered a good potential candidate for cultivation.
Even though a bit old;
But with some training, there's a chance for reaching the Golden Core Realm.
Lin Zhiwei scratched his head: "What's with my constitution?"
"Nothing much, you're a rare talent, well-suited for... learning."
