A beating cured it.
Zhuang Qiu had indeed helped Xue Jing this time, inadvertently establishing his authority, gaining recognition from all the personnel at the Silver City Cease-Blades base and invisibly avoiding many subsequent troubles.
After checking into the Cease-Blades base and being allocated a detached villa, Xue Jing went with Ning Yuantai to the 'No. 9 Examination Hall'.
This time, Ning Yuantai drove a black SUV with a special military license plate; the brand was unknown, but it looked very upscale.
On the road, Ning Yuantai casually asked while driving,
"Xue, the specifics of the exam should have been sent to you, right? What's the situation?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Xue Jing nodded as he scrolled through his phone and replied,
"It's been sent... just like you guessed, it's a 'Joint Examination'."
Ning Yuantai scratched his head: "Figures... I just knew your transfer to the Seventh Metropolitan Circle wasn't good news."