Chu Qingyun met Zhao Hanfeng's provocation with a cold sneer. "Right back at you. Just pray I don't cross paths with you, or you're all dead!"
Previously, Chu Qingyun might have been wary of the so-called Zhao's Three Heroes.
But now that the puppet in his possession was fully repaired, he was essentially carrying around a combatant comparable to a ninth-level Martial Master. He wasn't afraid of them in the slightest.
Soon, all the candidates for the assessment had arrived. To Chu Qingyun's surprise, there were far more people than he had anticipated—a total of 534!
Over five hundred Great Xia Samurai!
This came as a small surprise to Chu Qingyun. He had earned his own Great Xia Samurai token through battle after battle, so he knew exactly how difficult it was.
However, upon further reflection, it made sense to him.
