Wei Nan put down his chopsticks.
He looked Lin Yi up and down.
His eyes held a hint of bewilderment.
After a moment, Lin Yi finally said, "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"
"Nothing on your face, but your personality... I feel like I don't even know you anymore."
"What do you mean?"
Lin Yi asked in confusion.
"We're childhood friends, right? Grew up together.
Remember back in elementary school, when those middle schoolers cornered us and demanded money? You were so scared you cried!"
"And that time in middle school, when some kids in our grade were giving you trouble, and you came crying to me?"
"Even in high school, your personality didn't change much. You were still just as timid and afraid of trouble.
How is it that I go into seclusion for just two months and your personality does a complete one-eighty?"
"And now you want to test into Xingwu and the Martial Alliance? You want to go to the battlefield?"
After Wei Nan finished speaking,
