A Palm Strikes to Kill

Gu Lan had been observing the private army with a cautious mindset, but in the next moment, he recognized a familiar face among the mounted soldiers. He paused for a moment, a smile appearing on his face.

"Wu Fan... has changed his appearance?"

"This guy coming to the Spring Exam, it can't be for the sake of taking the exam, right?"

At this moment, Gu Lan was extremely certain that this Feather Guard unit was fake. It was probably similar to the incident at the Great Ming Enlightenment Temple... And their goal was not to catch cheaters, but to disrupt the Spring Exam.

As for why they chose his examination room... There was a playful expression in his smile. Could it be that General Wu Fan still harbored intentions against him?

In the empty hall, Wu Fan wore a crude human skin mask, his face stern and righteous, as if he were the embodiment of justice.