Huaihai City.
Balance, draped in a gray cloak, strode through the corridor, knocked on a door, and pushed it open.
"Captain, this year's Training Camp rankings are out," Balance said, walking up to King Mask.
King Mask raised an eyebrow. "How was it?"
"Just as you predicted. Lin Qiye came first with 95 points, and he also earned a Star Medal."
"95... the same score I got back then. Not bad, not bad." King Mask breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that kid might score much higher and nearly make him lose face.
"Captain, he only got 6 points in the shooting assessment."
"...Freak." King Mask's mouth twitched slightly as he collapsed into his recliner and let out a long sigh. "In that case, I'm afraid plenty of people will want to snatch him up..."
"Captain, should we apply to the higher-ups as well and have Lin Qiye transferred here?" Balance could not help asking.
King Mask shook his head. "No need."
Balance froze. "Why? We're a Special Squad too, and we have a good relationship with Lin Qiye. If we invited him, he'd probably agree."
"For a rare genius like Lin Qiye, the higher-ups won't let him join any Special Squad."
Balance seemed to realize something. "You mean..."
"Someone like him is destined to build a Special Squad of his own. Joining any Special Squad would only restrict his growth. I heard that the plan to rebuild the Fifth Special Squad has already been put on the agenda," King Mask said calmly.
"But Lin Qiye is still just a newcomer fresh out of Training Camp. His strength and experience are both somewhat lacking, so they won't let him form a Special Squad so soon. The higher-ups will most likely transfer him into a garrison squad in some