Perhaps There'll Be An Accident

Lin Mingdao smiled lightly, "Make a guess?"

Countless thoughts quickly flashed through Mu Yutong's mind before he locked onto one of the names.

"Could it be… Chu Nan?"

"You still remember him." Lin Mingdao nodded lightly, "That's right, it's him. This kid has given me a huge headache recently."

Mu Yutong shook his head. "I'm not concerned about how he'll give you a headache. Tell me, is what you said true? Did he really make the hundred analysis reports in less than a month?"

"What else? These are all things from the martial arts database of our academy's Martial Arts Branch. Even if he has the chance to come into contact with one or a few martial techniques, it's impossible for him to come into contact with more than a hundred at the same time. Therefore, these things were all made after he entered the academy. There's no doubt about this."

Mu Yutong fell silent.

After a long time, he asked, "Why are you telling me this?"