After the brief interlude.
The assessment officially began.
Xing Peng saw the lounge doors open. Director Cheng entered first, followed by the ten members of the first group filing in. The doors then closed behind them.
A buzzing wave of discussion immediately arose in the hall.
Every young person waiting to be assessed wore a nervous expression.
After all, they were about to face a true big shot. Who could remain calm in such a situation?
The others looked deeply concerned.
Director Cheng's spectacular personal capture of the Avenger had made these wealthy people value the position of Patrol Officer even more.
With such an outstanding Director to follow, how could one worry about failing to achieve merit and build a career? This was practically a clear road to success! Thirty seconds later.
"Creak—"
The lounge doors opened.
The ten candidates emerged one after another.
Their condition looked extremely strange. Every one of them looked bewildered, as if they had just awakened from a dream.
A commotion immediately swept through the hall.
Xing Peng was somewhat surprised. "The assessment was that fast?"
Fan Ancheng quietly asked, "You've already formed a Source Sense Imprint and practiced the Nine Yuan Martial Skill. Can you tell what they went through?"
According to rumors from Winter Garden, as long as a family's descendant participated in the assessment, regardless of whether they passed or failed, they had to donate at least fifty Gold Coins. That was no small sum, so this wealthy man could not help but care.
A big shot's dignity was worth that much money. If one had spoken with Director Cheng, the donation had to be even greater. It was an unspoken rule.
Xing Peng shook his head. "What kind of person is Director Cheng? How could I possibly see through it?"