"If he rescues people and only thirty percent of the candidates die, then he really is impressive."
The female disciple pursed her lips, suddenly feeling that this seemed quite unfair.
"Even if thirty percent of the candidates die, that's still no small number.
"No matter how you calculate it, Prince Mei Shao doesn't suffer any loss at all and is practically invincible?"
The White-haired Prince nodded.
"Uh... it's like that."
...
Red Qu Road Primary School.
Bai Mo roamed through the examination hall, his gaze sweeping over each candidate, noticing their flushed faces and sweating foreheads, noticing their wandering eyes, fixed on the test papers, their eyes moving with the ink strokes on the test.
"Coming to this small examination hall, they really are fortunate."
This small examination hall was not valued by the Ancient Immortal, thus no repeaters were arranged.
