At this moment, a provisional constable said, "Reporting to Chief Constable, this subordinate is unwell. May I withdraw from this assessment match?"
This provisional constable was named Nan Zihan. He had trained in martial arts at a martial academy for three years and possessed strength close to minor accomplishment in the Skin-Tempering Realm.
He had joined the City Guard Office a year ago and should have been promoted to a full constable long ago, but there had been no slots for the full constable assessment on the previous two occasions.
In this full constable assessment, he had also been one of the most favored candidates and among those most likely to earn promotion.
However, Zhou Fang's appearance had dealt him another blow, and he had ultimately decided to withdraw from the competition.
For this assessment, he had originally planned to display some of his strength during the test, then quietly lose to Zhou Fang.
But Shen Qingshuang's decision left him no choice but to withdraw ahead of time.
Shen Qingshuang glanced at Nan Zihan and said coldly, "Since you do not cherish this assessment opportunity, I naturally will not force you."
"Many thanks, Chief Constable!" Nan Zihan said with a sense of release, cupping his fists in salute.
Shen Qingshuang ignored him and continued, "Is there anyone else who wishes to withdraw from this assessment match?"
Another provisional constable named Yun Shaou, likewise from a martial academy and possessed of considerable strength, said, "This subordinate was injured while training recently and also requests to withdraw from this assessment match."
Without a moment's thought, Shen Qingshuang said, "Granted."
Of the six provisional constables participating in the assessment, only four remained in the blink of an eye.
Only three of them still had a choice to make. The remaining one stood with