Just as Su Xinghe was comprehending the secret technique, a commotion broke out at the front of the queue.
Thanks to a Grandmaster's keen five senses, from a hundred zhang away, he picked out several useful pieces of information amid the clamor of thousands.
"Why can they go in first? We were clearly the ones who lined up ahead of them!"
A childish voice shouted.
But it was quickly drowned out by a deep, rough voice laced with mockery.
"The Martial Dao Bureau is handling business. You got a problem with that?"
"Or do you think you can definitely make it into the top two hundred?"
"A bunch of country bumpkins. If you don't have connections or backing, then wait obediently for me!"
"It's him..."
Following that rough voice, Su Xinghe spotted an acquaintance.
It was the Public Security Office constable who had come to register their household when they rented the courtyard. Su Xinghe remembered that the man had invited them to some kind of exchange gathering that day.
Only, Zhou Hao had turned down the invitation.
Then...
Perhaps this was the allure of a thousand taels?
They could skip the queue and enter early.
The possibility seemed quite likely. After all, the Martial Dao Bureau was in charge of maintaining order at the recruitment assembly.
Those lining up were all teenagers in their early teens.
In a moment of hot-blooded impulse, they had stepped forward to expose this injustice. Now, after being rebuked with a few words by the Public Security Office constable, they finally understood how cruel reality was.
They could only stand there with livid faces as the hundreds of queue-jumpers shoved them toward the back.
Of course, some quick-witted parents with money in their pockets quietly approached those Public Security Office constables.
"Damn it!"