"Great, just great. After painstakingly teaching you for half a year, I've accepted that your Constitution is low.
But your theoretical knowledge of the extraordinary? You scored 79?"
Master Wang slapped the test paper against his chest,
"Not even reaching the passing line of 85?
Do you know how embarrassing it was for me to collect your papers from the provincial headquarters?"
By rights,
The scores were supposed to be announced today, but the papers distributed a few days later.
However, since Master Wang is the head instructor of the Martial Arts Department, collecting a child's test paper was still easy.
They would be distributed anyway, just a little earlier.
"Master..."
Xiaotang was so scared, he didn't dare to look at the paper, nor at Master Wang, just lowered his head, staring at his feet.
"I'll call your dad back." Master Wang then said something even more shocking, almost scaring Xiaotang to death,
