A Third-Grade Martial Artist prepared to check his backpack, just then, the leader waved his hand.
Yang Lezhi was carrying a mission, if he was late, he might be fined, confirming his identity was enough.
It's not easy for young people these days.
In the backpack, Su Yue exhaled deeply. Though the plan was quite thorough, there were many loopholes and if discovered, he'd lose face.
A false alarm.
Just like that, Yang Lezhi successfully crossed the Wet Ghost Tower, eventually stepping onto the soil of the Wet Realm.
When passing by electronic devices, Su Yue would remain invisible, leaving no trace.
In the backpack, Su Yue sighed, envying Yang Lezhi and all Martial Artists who could freely venture into the Wet Realm.
When he gets back this time, he needs to talk to Yan Chenyun, he can't be confined to Earth.
It's too much.
Su Yue was a student of West Martial, and to do tasks in other battlefields, he needed the school to sign documents.
