Han Yue
Red Lotus City. Godslaying Archer. Level 34 at the time of the examination. Final score, three hundred and eighty points. Fourth place overall. The same examination that Lin Yi had topped by seventy points. They were in the same class.
Wang Hao noticed where Lin Yi was looking. He followed the line of sight. Then he leaned approximately three centimeters toward Lin Yi and spoke at a volume that was technically a whisper but carried further than intended.
"Is that who I think it is?"
"Yes," Lin Yi said, at the same volume.
"Red Lotus City genius."
"Yes."
"He's in our class."
"Yes."
"Brother Lin." Wang Hao's voice carried the tone of a man updating a large number of calculations simultaneously. "This is going to be a very interesting year."
"I know," Lin Yi said.
