Early the next morning, Lin Yun headed to Limit Dojo Headquarters alone.
The morning sun spilled over the streets of Yangzhou City, bathing the Base City in a warm golden glow. Lin Yun wore the black Combat Suit he had taken from a warrior of the HR Alliance. His War Blade was strapped to his back, and twelve throwing knives were tucked into the sheaths at his waist. It was his first time walking through the city in broad daylight dressed like this, and passersby turned to stare, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.
But he paid no attention to their looks. His thoughts were fixed on the upcoming assessment.
He had called Uncle Wu ahead of time, so when Lin Yun arrived at the dojo entrance, he found Uncle Wu already waiting for him. The head instructor was dressed in a crisp black uniform, the Golden Badge of the Limit Dojo pinned to his chest. He looked especially sharp.
Quite a few students were coming and going at the dojo entrance. Seeing Uncle Wu waiting there in person, they couldn't help taking a second look. When they realized he was waiting for a boy of only fifteen or sixteen, surprise spread across their faces.
"Who's that? The head instructor's here to meet him personally?"
"I don't recognize him. He looks so young. Is he some big shot's kid?"
"Look at the blade on his back and the knives at his waist. He doesn't look like an ordinary person."
Lin Yun ignored the murmurs and strode over to Uncle Wu.
"Uncle Wu."
"You're here." Uncle Wu looked him up and down, his eyes full of approval. "Come on. Supervisor Zhuge is already waiting."
The two walked into the dojo side by side, crossed the lobby on the first floor,