"I tested him on the car, and he had nothing to hide..."
Jiang Chuan's speech quickened, a torrent of information continuously streaming out.
Ding Yishan's eyebrows twitched occasionally, yet he never interrupted him.
Once Jiang Chuan finished speaking in one breath, Ding Yishan leaned back slightly against the chair, his face thoughtful: "How are his skills?"
"Average, but for someone who's only trained for two or three months, he's already quite strong."
"Very strong..."
Ding Yishan repeated these two words softly.
If this evaluation came from someone else, he wouldn't care.
But Jiang Chuan was the skilled individual he had been nurturing in recent years, often prioritizing him with any precious Extraordinary items that came their way, hoping to cultivate another Extraordinary for the inspection station—unfortunately, it had not yet come to fruition.
