Like Chen Shi'an, Zhu Neng had come from the bottom rung. His father was a butcher in Windrise Stronghold.
Among Chen Shi'an's subordinates was someone who lived not far from Zhu Neng. Just the day before yesterday, he had run into Zhu Neng while buying meat at his family's shop.
A squad leader of the Demon Hunting Camp, no less, had actually been standing in the butcher's shop, helping his father sell meat. His movements were practiced and precise; whatever weight was requested, a single chop of his cleaver delivered exactly that, without the slightest discrepancy.
When that subordinate returned, he had shared the story with the others.
Zhu Neng was a reserved man of very few words. Whenever he ran into Chen Shi'an, he merely gave a polite nod.
In all the time since they had joined the Demon Hunting Camp, the two had exchanged fewer than ten sentences.
Today, after seeing Zhu Neng's performance, Chen Shi'an gave him this assessment:
A dull exterior, an interesting soul.
With that, every Old Squad leader from the Demon Hunting Camp who participated in the selection had been eliminated.
By rights, these Old Squad leaders had spent the longest time in the Demon Hunting Camp. They should have been the least likely to be eliminated.
And yet, just like that, their entire army had been wiped out.
This also revealed something: after a round of purges, the Old Squad leaders who remained had all been deliberately screened to stay. None of them could amount to much.
As for Yun Feng, Song Yuming, and Xu Yun, the three of them had passed the first round.
Chen Shi'an did not find it surprising. After all, all three had connections.
It was perfectly normal for people with connections to enjoy privileges.
Song Yuming was the