According to his original plan, even if both men could not make the top ten, securing a place for one of them should have been a breeze.
But what had happened?
One had been forced to withdraw midway with serious injuries. The other had kept his head down until the end and barely escaped with his life after a desperate struggle.
Clearly, this was not so simple.
Qing Chen never believed in such things as bad luck. He only believed that there were no coincidences like this in the world.
Just then, Gongsun Yang held two Storage Bags in his hands.
He tugged at each with his magic power, pulling their mouths wide open.
He took the opportunity to peer inside, and a delighted smile promptly blossomed on his face.
"Everyone, take a look at these two. Li Feiyu and Xu Xiake, the two nephews of our General Affairs Hall Master Xu Jiuling. Examiners, sorry for the trouble, but please tally their Storage Bags."
Gongsun Yang spoke with a chuckle.
Seeing the little old man beaming as though basking in a spring breeze, Qing Chen reckoned that those two fellows must have reaped quite a harvest.
Sure enough, a sweep of his spiritual sense revealed the totals inside instantly.
Li Feiyu had slightly more points, around four hundred and forty;
Xu Xiake had fewer, but still reached three hundred and seventy.
That pushed Gao Yuliang down to tenth place.
Watching the four Assistant Examiners still diligently tallying the remaining Storage Bags, Qing Chen suddenly lost interest, feeling rather dispirited.
Apart from those earlier dark horses that could not have been any darker, most of the remaining Storage Bags held only one or two hundred points.
Some did not even reach fifty points. Clearly, their owners had kept their heads down