A recommendation ticket, please.
Chen Xiaojun suddenly changed the subject. "However, Aunt Si, there is one thing I don't understand. May I ask you to enlighten me?"
Ye Sirong's attitude was even more respectful now. "Please ask, Young Master. Sirong will tell you everything she knows."
Chen Xiaojun's sword-shaped eyebrows slanted upward. "Aunt Si, if I remember correctly, Sister Congtong should be seventeen this year, right?"
Ye Sirong nodded. "Almost. In two more months, she'll be seventeen."
Chen Xiaojun nodded; the timing was about right. He continued, "With such a top-tier martial soul quality and such astonishing Innate Soul Power, why is her Soul Power Level now... only Level 46?"
This level would certainly make her a minor genius in Heaven Dou Academy, but compared with her aptitude and the Chen Clan's core disciples, it seemed somewhat slow.
And logically speaking, with Dou Jing's resources, he should have been fully capable of meeting her needs. She should not have had only this much.
It was not disguise, but restraint?!
Chen Xiaojun did not pause. "Also, even if her Soul Power Level is slightly lacking, with Sister Congtong's Medicine Grinding Spirit Rabbit martial soul, and the marvels and combat ability it has displayed, she should be more than qualified for the Heaven Dou Academy School Team, right?"
"At the very least, a starting spot on Heaven Dou Second Team or a substitute position on Team One should be more than enough. From what I've seen of her combat strength, she's no weaker than Xiao Qing, Yan Zaiyang, and those substitute players on Heaven Dou Team One."
This question was very sharp, pointing straight at the crux.
When Dou Congtong heard this, she was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She flicked her ice-green long hair and, beating