Bai Pianyong and Zhuge Tao

Early on the morning of July 3, 2056, Bai Yang finished his night of training.

He hadn't advanced this time, but he could feel his strength still improving noticeably.

At the latest by tomorrow, he was sure he would become a primary warlord and earn another 1 Earth Point.

This feeling of being able to sense his own massive progress every single day was just too good!

Calculating the time, the plot should be about right.

Bai Yang lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and sensed the situation on Zhang Haobai's end through his puppet.

Though the two were separated by a great distance, as long as he focused completely, he could clearly capture all of the puppet's memories and thoughts.

Zhang Haobai, true to expectations, followed the inertia of the plot and tried to use money to cripple Luo Feng.

He had already been informed that Luo Feng was a warrior, realized he had stirred up a huge mess, and frantically sought help from his uncle, Zhang Zehu.

Bai Yang was very satisfied. This piece of trash was already useless.

In the original story, Luo Feng actually didn't do much to him later on.

But to keep things secret, Bai Yang still issued an order for him to suffer natural brain death on some future day.

Next, he just needed to keep training and wait for the practical assessment.

What he didn't know was that, far away, someone was watching him.

In the main urban area of Jiangnan Base City, within the skyscraper of the Limit Dojo's main headquarters.

Bai Pianyong sat at the table eating breakfast, watching his son Bai Sheng silently eating beside him, his heart filled with peace.

It had been over half a year, hadn't it? Since he'd last eaten like this with his son.

And with Bai Yang, it had been three years since they'd somehow grown distant, barely communicating at all.

Last night, when Bai Sheng suddenly came home, he'd been genuinely startled.

He thought something major had happened with Bai Pianqing, but what Bai Sheng told him next left him even more astounded.

He knew about the Kyoto Bai Family main branch's approach.

That was also why he wanted to send Bai Yang to Kyoto for examination and treatment, while at the same time being reluctant for him to become a warrior, dragging his feet internally.

But yesterday, Bai Sheng told him that Bai Yang had not only become a warrior but could easily thrash Bai Zhangting and her two companions.

This was simply too hard for him to believe. If he hadn't known his son couldn't lie, he would have scolded him for talking nonsense.

As the top business figure under the four big shots of the Jiangnan Base City Limit Dojo, Bai Pianyong had handled countless young warriors.

With his long tenure, he had an extremely clear understanding of how strong youths of this age could be.

He knew Bai Yang's physical condition very well.

While there were indeed examples of warriors coming from behind, he had never seen any early signs of genetic energy talent in Bai Yang.

Even if such a warrior advanced, how could they easily defeat three primary warlord-level Spirit Readers?

Since when were Spirit Readers so worthless?

Bai Sheng was taciturn by nature and not very articulate.

Throughout Bai Pianyong's questioning, he often left his son speechless, deepening his suspicion that his son had misjudged things.

Still, it was good news that Bai Yang was definitely not sick.

Bai Pianyong planned to personally visit Jiangnan First Military Academy in a few days to see his actual situation.

Early the next morning, not long after Bai Pianyong had started work, he suddenly received a call from a colleague.

It was Jiang Nian from the Yangzhou City Limit Dojo, a subordinate with decent business performance.

"Jiang Nian, something up?" Bai Pianyong tapped his phone and said with a faint smile.

"Uncle Bai," Jiang Nian said excitedly, "I've found a genius-level warrior in Yi'an District. On his first time training genetic energy, his punch force increased by two thousand kilograms. His speed reached 58 meters per second, and even in the neural reaction test, he scored excellent at the intermediate warrior level! He's absolutely monster-level, genius-level."

"Oh?" Bai Pianyong was taken aback and quickly asked, "First training increased punch force by over two thousand kilograms? How old is he?"

"18 years old!" Jiang Nian said quickly.

"What, only 18?" Bai Pianyong shot to his feet and shouted, "You brat, bring him to headquarters immediately! I'll arrange for someone to assess him right now."

"Alright, I'll head to headquarters right away."

Putting down his phone, Bai Pianyong felt a surge of excitement. He hadn't seen a kid with such good potential in ten years.

No! He couldn't let talent go to waste!

He needed to inform his superiors. Today's shift supervisor was Zhuge Tao?

That man was gloomy, but whether to tell him was up to him, and whether he came to see was up to him.

Jiang Nian led Luo Feng across the city, heading straight for the martial arts headquarters.

Zhuge Tao was indeed very expectant and decided to personally see this genius, waiting early on.

Afterward, Luo Feng indeed displayed the strength of an intermediate warrior and decided to join the Limit Dojo ahead of schedule.

Everyone offered congratulations, and Zhuge Tao, dressed in his Tang suit, was especially delighted. With a flourish of his brush, he approved a secret manual quota worth a hundred million.

Everyone was satisfied, and Jiang Nian was particularly pleased—this year's performance review was locked in!

Looking at Luo Feng and Bai Pianyong before him, he couldn't help but remark:

"Luo Feng excels at gene energy, Bai Yang at techniques. This year, our Jiangnan Base City has produced two great prodigies! Truly a scene of thriving prosperity!"

Hearing this, Luo Feng nodded and said, "Brother Yang's footwork is truly flawless. I still need to thank him for helping my father before.

Once the practical assessment is over, I must pay him a visit to express my gratitude."

At these words, Bai Pianyong and Zhuge Tao both froze slightly.

Bai Yang?

Zhuge Tao suddenly grew interested and asked Jiang Nian, "Who is this prodigy you're talking about? Is he from our dojo too? How come I don't know about him?"

Jiang Nian's heart sank as he realized he'd misspoken.

Something was up. If Uncle Bai himself hadn't brought it up, what business was it of his to speak?

Nervous, he instinctively looked toward Bai Pianyong.

Zhuge Tao's face immediately darkened. This Jiang Nian wasn't looking at him, but at Bai Pianyong instead?

Could there be something in this that he wasn't supposed to know!?

He turned his head slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Old Bai, this Bai Yang—does he have something to do with you? We're all from the same dojo, so why does it feel like I'm the only one being kept in the dark?"

Bai Pianyong's mouth hung open, utterly at a loss for words.

At that moment, he suddenly understood how his son Bai Sheng always felt when being pressed—innocent at heart, yet completely unable to speak.

Before Bai Pianyong could even explain, a young woman in a white suit standing behind Zhuge Tao had already tapped open a holographic screen on her palm computer and began pulling up Bai Yang's file.

Zhuge Tao fixed his gaze on it. Bai Yang's test results from a few days ago were laid out clearly before him.

The more he read, the angrier he grew. This kid's footwork was at least at the Perfect level!

With something this big, Wu Tong hadn't even reported it! What was he thinking?

He quickly finished reviewing the data, then moved on to the family information.

The relationship between Bai Pianyong and Bai Yang was immediately obvious.

Luo Feng, standing nearby, was also stunned. What a coincidence?

Brother Yang was this Uncle Bai's own nephew!?

Zhuge Tao was furious. If it weren't for Jiang Nian's big mouth today, he would never have known that so many people up and down this place had dared to deceive him!

They were practically staging a rebellion!

The young woman quickly scrolled to the last page of the file, when suddenly the entire device let out a buzzing alarm:

"You do not have query permission!

Please use an 'Advanced War God' account to submit a formal paper document to Huaxia Nation through the Limit Dojo headquarters to apply for data access!"

The entire second floor of the villa fell silent in an instant.

Zhuge Tao's anger seemed to dissipate.