The atmosphere in the Sea God Pavilion's main hall had still been steeped in the joy of old classmates reuniting and the exhaustion of returning from military training.
Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie's gaze lingered on Tang Wulin and Gu Yue for a long while. Then he laughed heartily, breaking the brief silence.
"Hahaha, what a fine pair of youngsters."
Laughing, Chen Xinjie slowly descended from his elevated seat. His steps seemed slow, yet each carried a peculiar rhythm, as though he were treading on everyone's heartstrings.
He stopped before the two, his lightning-sharp gaze sweeping over them in an instant.
"Who knows how far you'll go in the future? Haha."
It seemed like nothing more than a senior's polite praise for his juniors, but in the next second, the smile suddenly froze on Chen Xinjie's face.
An invisible pressure of spiritual power reached silently toward Tang Wulin and Gu Yue like unseen tendrils.
He had only intended to probe the foundations of these two young people in whom Yun Ming placed such high hopes. Yet the instant his perception touched them, Chen Xinjie's pupils contracted violently, and he froze in place as though struck by lightning.
"This..."
Chen Xinjie sucked in a breath, his voice warping slightly from sheer shock.
He abruptly looked at Gu Yue, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You, young lady... you're already a Limit Douluo?!"
Then he turned toward Tang Wulin, his expression becoming even more extraordinary, as though he had witnessed something that defied the ancestors themselves.
"And you, boy... you aren't a Limit Douluo yet, but... level 98?!"
"How is that possible?!"
Chen Xinjie's voice instantly shot up an octave, even cracking with a shrill edge.
"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"
His eyes widened as he pointed at the two, his finger trembling slightly.
"How