"We have already compiled the list of the first batch of people to receive special training."

Luo Xiu stood in front of Ning Fan's desk, holding a thick document in his hand.

After putting the document on the table, he hesitated for a moment, picked it up again, and then sat casually on the sofa.

Ning Fan looked at him.

"What's the meaning?"

Luo Xiu smiled and said, "There are more than 5,000 people. You can't possibly know them all, and you can't look at them."

Submitting documents is just a formality.

"These more than 5,000 people were selected by the leaders of each region from the teams below."

"Master Xu's requirements, talents, positions, and such, don't worry about that. You just need to be able to endure hardships."

"After all, we are all from the lower city. It is impossible to tell who has the talent for cultivation now."

"Let's send a group up first to see the situation. After training for a while, we'll have a direction for selecting members."

Luo Xiu briefly reported on the discussion that took place after Ning Fan suddenly left.

Ning Fan was naturally confident in the ability of these people to get things done.

At the same time, he also knew that it was impossible for all of these 5,000 people to be the hard-working type that Xu Jiang required.

There must be some that are recommended through special channels due to some kind of relationship.

But none of this matters.

As long as a period of time passes, those who are not strong enough will naturally be eliminated.

If one really has the ability, what does it matter what channel he uses to get to the top?

Both Duan Weijun and Lu Yuan can be considered "people with connections" to some extent, but in fact their contributions to the Xiacheng camp are also obvious.

"Ah, you guys talked a lot after I left that day!"

Ning Fan said thoughtfully after listening to Luo Xiu's report.

Luo Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes changed slightly.

He stared at Ning Fan for a moment before smiling again: "Brother Fan, what were you doing that day when you were in such a hurry to leave?"

"Have you heard of the old Sword God of Wujian Mountain?"

Ning Fan smiled and said, "He came to spar with me."

"Old Sword God?"

Luo Xiu sneered, "Is there anyone who dares to call himself the Sword God in front of you?"

"He's older than me, so he should have used this name before me."

Ning Fan smiled and waved his hands: "Alright, don't mention it. Now when I think about that time when I called myself the Sword God, I still feel uncomfortable!"

Luo Xiu stared at Ning Fan for a while.

"Then what does the old Sword God want from you?"

Luo Xiu asked again.

"Let's spar!"

Ning Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I am also from Bahuang."

"What's the result?"

"I won."

"Brother Fan, Bahuang vs. Bahuang, is it so easy? Not even a scratch?"

"Of course. Even Bahuang... has its differences."

"Brother Fan is awesome!"

Luo Xiu gave a thumbs up.

Ning Fan added, "I haven't fought the old man enough. I have to go to Wujian Mountain in a few days to fight him again."

"Are you going to Wujian Mountain?"

Luo Xiu was a little surprised.

"Um."

Ning Fan said leisurely, "But this time, they will definitely have to show some real skills. I don't think it will be so easy for me to win."

"What's the old man's stance?"

Luo Xiu asked.

Ning Fan waved his hand again: "They are not our enemies for now."

"Ah, that's alright."

After Luo Xiu finished speaking, he tapped his finger thoughtfully, then looked up: "I almost forgot, Master Xu and I still have some things to discuss."

"Then go ahead."

When Luo Xiu was about to leave the room, Ning Fan spoke again, "By the way, if you guys plan to do anything in the future, go to Brother Hui's house and ask him to come along. I think since he came to Upper City, all he's been thinking about is enjoying himself. He's almost bored out of his mind!"

Luo Xiu had already opened the door halfway. After hearing Ning Fan's words, he turned around and smiled.

"Okay."

…

Twenty minutes later.

Huizi's home.

"What a rare guest! Minister Luo."

Huizi casually invited Luo Xiu into the house.

In fact, the relationship between the two is quite good.

Mainly because of Huizi's personality, he can get along well with most people.

What's more, we worked together in the F70 area before.

However, after arriving in Shangcheng, Huizi really didn't have much to do, and Luo Xiu was assigned to an important position, so the two of them rarely had the opportunity to sit down and have a good talk.

However, facing Huizi's enthusiasm, Luo Xiu seemed very serious.

"Where's my sister-in-law?"

Huizi was stunned.

Then, he pretended to be unhappy and said, "Lao Luo, you came here suddenly and asked about my sister-in-law as soon as you came in. Aren't you a little too brave?"

"Brother Hui, let's get down to business."

Luo Xiu had no intention of joking with Huizi.

Worried that the other party didn't understand, Luo Xiu quickly added, "It's about Brother Fan."

Huizi's smile froze, and then his expression immediately became serious.

"You'll let me in later."

Huizi turned and ran to the door of a room: "Kexin, Luo Xiu came to see you for something."

In the room, Gao Kexin, who was teaching the child to read, also walked out with some confusion.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong?"

Gao Kexin is already over 40 years old at this time. She is still beautiful, but she still cannot resist the passage of time.

"Brother Fan asked me to come find you."

Luo Xiu said directly: "Something might be wrong with him."

After hearing this, the two people's expressions became serious and nervous at the same time.

What could happen to Ning Fan?

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