"Your strength?"
Yu Mu stared at Ryan with a gloomy expression, and after a brief moment of silence, he suddenly let out a mocking laugh. His face was filled with contempt, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke of the year.
"Are you… imitating me?"
He raised a hand and gestured broadly behind him toward the large group of candidates from the three districts, his voice gradually becoming louder as he spoke.
"Take a good look over here," Yu Mu said arrogantly. "There are twenty-five candidates standing behind me, all from the Western, Southern, and Eastern districts. Every single one of them is a young elite who fought their way through their cities to reach this entrance examination. Their talents are extraordinary, their strength outstanding, and together they represent the true meaning of what I called 'strength.'"
He then slowly turned his head back toward Ryan, his gaze sliding up and down Ryan's body as if examining something utterly insignificant.
