The next day.
"How did it go?" Jing Hongchen asked Lin Jiayi, who stood before him.
Lin Jiayi looked rather hesitant. Only when Jing Hongchen had grown somewhat impatient with waiting did he speak.
"Hall Master, please don't be frightened by what I'm about to say."
Dark lines rose across Jing Hongchen's brow. "I'm a Titled Douluo and the master of Mingdetang. I won't be frightened."
Lin Jiayi continued, "The results of this physical fitness test were very strange. Perhaps you should just watch the recording, Hall Master. I have a copy here."
Busy shaving with a soul tool razor, Jing Hongchen waved impatiently. "Can't you see I'm busy? Just tell me."
Lin Jiayi said helplessly, "He Caitou did very well in this test, surpassing all our academy's Soul Masters at his level. And that team doctor named Huo Yuhao-none of our Soul Engineers at his level had better results, either."
"What about Chen Ping?"
Jing Hongchen asked.
Lin Jiayi said, "The results indicated that the boy seemed to have over two hundred Soul Bones in his body."
Swish!
The blade of the High-Frequency Vibrating Razor in Jing Hongchen's hand abruptly trembled, slicing into a pimple that had only just appeared on his face from yesterday's anger-induced internal heat. Blood immediately spurted out.
Scrambling to find a tissue and press it against his face, Jing Hongchen glared at Lin Jiayi, his eyes so wide they seemed about to pop out of their sockets.
"Do you have any idea how damned busy I am? I don't have time to joke around with you."
Lin Jiayi smiled bitterly. "That's why I suggested you might be better off watching the recording yourself, Hall Master. There may indeed be something wrong with our equipment. It treated every bone in his body as a Soul