By the roadside, Lou Fei Qiong, Zhao Le, and others paused while looking at Zhou Leng's face through the car window, then turned their attention to the military vehicle's plate number.
They exchanged glances.
This was the General's car.
The driver and attendant sat in the front seats, Zhou Leng and Chen Shouhu sat in the back.
Chen Shouhu leaned lazily against the seatback and said, "Are you interested in joining the Martial Arts Brigade?"
"I'm still just a Martial Arts School Student." Zhou Leng replied.
"You plan to take the Martial Guard Department route? That's not suitable for Extreme Martial Artists. Look at Wang Huaixiong, he's able to endure more than I do, fiercer, and smarter, but ultimately, he lagged behind me by a step. The Martial Guard Department, it's too stressful, the Demon City Army is more straightforward."
Zhou Leng hesitated for a moment and honestly said, "I haven't really decided on a specific route yet, I prefer a bit more freedom."
