"I created the Body-Tempering Exercise. From the look of you, you should have reached the fifth level."
"Keep working at it. Once you master it completely, you won't feel tired even if you keep staying up late working overtime." Chen Jue smiled faintly and answered with complete sincerity, without the slightest hesitation.
"Holy shit!"
"It really was you!" Jiang Fan couldn't hold back the swear that slipped out. The revelation shocked him so badly that he nearly lost his grip on the steering wheel and drove off the elevated highway.
In fact, his roommates from Room 348 had guessed at Chen Jue's identity long ago, because before leaving his away message, Chen Jue had taught the Body-Tempering Exercise to several of them.
At the time, the official version of the Body-Tempering Exercise had yet to be released to the public, yet Chen Jue had already brought out this martial art and taught it to them.
Add in the fact that the author shared his exact name, and anyone with half a brain could connect the dots about his true identity.
Shaken, Jiang Fan made an effort to take two deep breaths. "Old Cat, you really are... fucking incredible... quietly making such huge waves behind the scenes!"
"In the six months you were out of touch, news about the Body-Tempering Exercise practically flooded every feed!"
"My whole family's practicing it!"
"Say, with your identity now, are you some urban god of war or crooked-smile Dragon King from a novel?"
"Or did the higher-ups recruit you and bring you into the fold, making you the leader of the martial arts world or some department's special forces king? Everyone online says the author of the Body-Tempering Exercise must be a modern-day Martial Dao Saint."
"Haha! Nothing like that! I'm just an ordinary guy