Wan Sibo had never expected that in his lifetime, he would witness such a situation three times… and especially not in a single examination.
As the dozen or so candidates materialized within the yellow boundary, their expressions were exactly as he expected.
Frustration.
Unwillingness.
Resentment.
And a lingering sense of defeat.
Wan Sibo had seen those expressions countless times before. Every candidate who appeared here carried some version of that same look.
So he did not pay much attention to it.
Instead, he calmly continued his duties, arranging for the candidates to be processed and sent out of Jiujie City.
Only a few of them were injured, and those were immediately handed over to the healing elders. The rest were completely unharmed.
Not a scratch.
Not even dirt on their clothes.
Wan Sibo frowned slightly.
These young people…
He felt a trace of dissatisfaction rising in his heart.
Couldn't they even endure a little hardship?
