The third round of the martial examination ended.
Near dusk, Mo Chen returned to the Prefectural City.
Along the way, people constantly spoke of his name, letting out cries of shock and admiration.
After hearing it so much, even Mo Chen felt a little lightheaded, his expression gradually turning strange.
"Have I actually become famous?"
Xu Ye, Situ Xin, Hu Shiqi, and the many martial hall disciples who had come from Yunyi County behind him were even more stunned.
They had never imagined that Mo Chen's reputation had already spread so widely.
Still less had they expected that the major powers and common folk within and beyond the Prefectural City would learn so quickly that Mo Chen had become a true disciple.
"Within the Prefectural City, every move Martial Suppression Academy makes draws everyone's attention!"
"Exactly! Senior Brother Mo became a true disciple—and the Prefect Lord's personal disciple at that! The sensation it caused is surely no less than a newly appointed official taking office!"
"It's far more than a new official taking office! This is a high-ranking official of the Martial Suppression Office with the absolute power of life and death!"
"They say a new official takes office with three fires to burn. I'm afraid all those corrupt officials who heard the news are already panicking with fear!"
"Haha... corrupt officials deserve a hundred deaths and still could not quell the people's fury!"
Within the Martial Suppression Office, Martial Suppression Academy was heaven.
It already possessed both the duty and authority to supervise the officials and execute corrupt bureaucrats.
Therefore, Mo Chen becoming a true disciple of Martial Suppression Academy was equivalent to becoming an inspector of the Martial Suppression Office.
The status of a true disciple naturally carried power and intimidation that no one could overlook!
It made