"That's Mu Chen!" Yan Ruoshui declared, her voice firm. She then turned to Mu Bingling, who was staring fixedly at Mu Chen, her expression one of utter disbelief.
"Mu Chen? Who's that?" Tang Hao asked with a frown.
Yan Ruoshui continued, "Three years ago, when we were in Luofeng City recruiting students, we ran into a disabled, blind teenager on the way. Do you remember?"
"That cripple we met on the street?" Tang Hao paused, stunned. "I remember he couldn't even qualify as a Martial Disciple. How did he manage to get into the academy?"
Yan Ruoshui's brow furrowed. "Don't talk like that. The fact that he's here at the Imperial Academy proves he's anything but useless."
Tang Hao scoffed. "He's just in the Outer Circle. He's probably just a Martial Artist. He'll never amount to anything."
