"Junbao, are you all right?"
Jiang Nian saw Zhang Junbao in the detention center. He had heard a thing or two about the dirty dealings that went on inside. If anything happened to Zhang Junbao and he couldn't take the assessment, Jiang Nian would regret it to death.
"I'm fine, instructor. Are you here to take me out? Thank you so much!"
"Yes. This is Wu Tong, head of the Yangzhou Limit Hall, and this is his captain, Mr. Luo Wenchong. They were a great help with your case!
"Also, Zhang Haobai has confessed to everything. He really did hire someone to run your father over. He's been taken into custody and is awaiting trial!
"We have Captain Luo Wenchong to thank for that. Zhang Haobai still wanted to argue his way out of it, but one look from Captain Luo was enough to make him confess to all the facts!"
Jiang Nian explained the whole affair to Zhang Junbao in detail. This time, Zhang Junbao owed Wu Tong and Luo Wenchong a great favor.
Jiang Nian explained everything so that Zhang Junbao would understand how much the Limits Dojo valued him as a talent, and also to establish a connection between him and Luo Wenchong. Someone willing to help you was very likely to be willing to help you again.
Wu Tong's captain-though Jiang Nian didn't know what rank he held, he was definitely no ordinary person!
Zhang Junbao understood Jiang Nian's goodwill too. To persuade Wu Tong of the Yangzhou Limit Hall to come and help, and even have his captain come along, Jiang Nian must have put in considerable effort. Zhang Junbao kept that kindness in his heart and also gained a favorable impression of the Limits Dojo.
When Li Bin saw the scene in the detention center, cold sweat poured down his face. A group of prisoners lay limp on the ground inside; presumably, nothing good had happened.
"Chief Li, is it? They've already admitted that someone bought them off and planned to break all four of my limbs. I trust you'll investigate this thoroughly and see that justice is done for me?"
Zhang Junbao asked, looking at Li Bin, whose face was streaming with cold sweat.
As long as Li Bin wanted to keep his position, whether he had known about it or not, he had to investigate the whole affair. Zhang Junbao alone might not amount to much, but with Jiang Nian, Wu Tong, and Luo Wenchong standing behind him, Li Bin had no choice but to think carefully.
"Don't worry. This is our duty, and we'll certainly give you a satisfactory answer!"
After leaving the detention center, Zhang Junbao hurriedly thanked them. Luo Wenchong never took his eyes off him, making Zhang Junbao feel a little uneasy.
"Junbao, you don't mind if I call you that, do you?" Luo Wenchong asked.
"Of course not. I haven't had the chance to thank you yet."
"Your mental strength seems greater than most people's. Could you be a Spirit Reader too?" Luo Wenchong voiced his question.
"A Spirit Reader?" Jiang Nian's and Wu Tong's eyes lit up at those words.
The power and rarity of Spirit Readers meant that once discovered, they were bound to become people the major factions would compete to recruit.
Compared with demonic beasts, humans were at an innate disadvantage in physical ability, but Spirit Readers were an exception.
Spirit Readers could control objects from a distance, so they had no need to fight demonic beasts up close. They only had to control weapons to attack from afar, with greater speed and power than ordinary warriors.
Among warriors of the same level, they were a presence capable of crushing the rest.
Unfortunately, Zhang Junbao shook his head and replied, "I've focused on training my mental strength since I was little, but unfortunately, I haven't awakened Spiritual Force."
Zhang Junbao answered Luo Wenchong's question in the negative. His mental strength, being the product of two people merging, had always been somewhat stronger than an ordinary person's. Coupled with the original Zhang Junbao's centuries of mental training, it was indeed comparable to a Spirit Reader's.
Unfortunately, the original owner of this body had not been a Spirit Reader. Since arriving in this world, Zhang Junbao had cultivated the Purple Qi Comes from the East Art for only a short time. Although his mental strength had grown, it had yet to reach the realm where he could control objects from a distance, so he was right not to claim he was one.
However, Zhang Junbao had noticed long ago that, perhaps because of something special about this world, he was progressing at a tremendous speed in the Purple Qi Comes from the East Art, far faster than in his previous life. Becoming a Spirit Reader was only a matter of time.
But he didn't want to reveal anything about the Purple Qi Comes from the East Art just yet. He naturally understood that an innocent man could be condemned for possessing a treasure, so he said he hadn't awakened.
"It's all right even if you haven't awakened. Having stronger mental strength than ordinary people has plenty of benefits too. At the very least, your nervous system reacts faster, which can give you a huge advantage in battle!" Luo Wenchong said.
"Now that you're out, why don't you come to the Limit Hall with us? That way, we can avoid any more accidents. I'm looking forward to seeing how you perform tomorrow."
Zhang Junbao thought it over. His most important task now was still to obtain official warrior status. Once he became a warrior, Zhang Haobai would have to consider whether he was prepared to face the Limits Dojo if he wanted revenge.
"Hello, Xiaolin?" Zhang Junbao picked up his phone and made a call.
"Brother? How are you?" Zhang Lin asked anxiously from the other end.
"I'm fine. I'm already out. They've investigated everything, and it was that scumbag Zhang Haobai behind it. He's been locked up. How's Dad?"
"Dad's surgery was a success. He's resting now, and Mom and I are both here."
"That's good. Tell Mom I have to go take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment tomorrow. Once I become a warrior, I'll settle the score with them for what they did to Dad, bit by bit!" Zhang Junbao said.
"Brother, be careful. I'll take good care of Mom and Dad. Do your best!"
Hearing that Zhang Junbao was all right, Zhang Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wait for my good news!"
"Okay!"
"Demonic beasts are running rampant, and human survival is already so difficult, yet these people still spend all day trying to suppress talented people. It's despicable.
"But I'll leave you to deal with your own grudge. I believe that once you become a warrior, everything will come apart as easily as bamboo split by a blade."
Luo Wenchong said.
He had no intention of intervening further. He believed Zhang Junbao could handle it himself. Besides, a grudge on behalf of family also tempered a warrior's character. Some warriors went mad after misfortune befell their families and ultimately even violated humanity's basic principles. The stronger such warriors were, the greater the harm they posed to humanity!
Before long, the group arrived at the Limit Hall in the city.
Mingyue Residential Area was the Limits Dojo's main base in Yangzhou City!
Wu Tong was in charge here, so there was no problem with bringing Zhang Junbao in early to prepare for the assessment.
"You've had a long day, so get some rest and prepare well. Don't let what happened earlier affect you. Remember, for a warrior, mindset is more important than strength!
"The bare minimum is to remain unruffled even if Mount Tai collapses before you. You only need to know that becoming a warrior is the only way to resolve your other problems at the root!"
After dinner, Luo Wenchong gave him that advice.
"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Luo!"
Although Zhang Junbao wanted to say that his own state of mind was far stronger than Luo Wenchong's, he still had to give him face. Even when two people had the same physical abilities and the same arts and moves, why was the combat power they displayed so vastly different? Their state of mind was one reason.
At its most basic, that meant one's mindset: staying unflustered when faced with trouble, never acting on emotion no matter what happened, and remaining calm at all times.
For a martial arts grandmaster like Zhang Junbao, that was merely a basic quality.
Besides, he knew that even though his father's legs were broken, as long as he had enough strength and money, he could buy the Water of Life to restore Zhang Anzhong's broken legs!
So there was nothing to worry about.
Nevertheless, Zhang Anzhong had suffered this calamity because of him, so Zhang Junbao always felt a trace of guilt toward him.