Zhou Tianshu frowned slightly, a hint of inquiry in his voice as he repeated softly, "Secondary List?"
Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly, his smile like a spring breeze brushing over a lake, rippling into layer after layer of delicate waves. "Exactly as Uncle Zhou is thinking. The latter half of the Genius List records those young heroes with hidden potential—dragons lying in wait in the abyss. Either because they are still too young, or because their cultivation has not yet reached the mark, they find it difficult to distinguish themselves on the stage of the Advanced Elite Competition."
"And now, in this flourishing age where geniuses are emerging in droves, the problem of limited spots has become all the more apparent."
He paused, then continued, "Establishing a Secondary List can solve this urgent problem, while also allowing it to be adjusted or abolished at any time. It is a sound temporary measure."
"In this way, more brilliant yet overlooked young heroes can have the chance to shine, while the supreme authority and rarity of the main list are preserved. It can be considered the best of both worlds."
Zhou Tianshu's brow gradually relaxed, and he praised, "Adding a Secondary List to admit more talents without harming the prestige of the main list is indeed an excellent strategy."
Chen Xiaojun gently shook his head, the corner of his mouth curving into a playful smile. "Uncle Zhou, are you already satisfied with just that?"
Hearing this, Zhou Tianshu quickly rose, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply, his words sincere. "Please enlighten me, Young Master. Everyone in Heavenly Time City will surely remember this."
It was not easy for him either. A Soul Douluo, nearly sixty years old, older than even Chen Xun by age, was giving such a formal bow to Chen Xiaojun,