Chapter 62: Forbidden Street Skills
Hearing the disciple’s words, Han Yu merely took them as air.
"Bone age?" Han Yu narrowed his eyes. "Did you test his real bones or the bones of the other five grown men he ate for breakfast?"
Laughter erupted from the onlookers, some disciples barely containing their snickers. Even the elder’s lips twitched before he composed himself.
"You sure you’re fifteen?" Han Yu asked again, arms crossed. "Like, actually sure? You didn’t just wake up one day looking like you lost a fight with a vat of muscle-enhancing elixirs?"
"I’m just naturally strong," Gao Ren grinned, flexing again.
In fact, it had been Gao Ren’s appearance that had caught the disciple’s eye. He had seen the boy carrying a cartload of goods and had thought that he was some laborer. Only when he saw the same ’man’ come to him for recruitment did he learn that he was just a fifteen-year-old boy.
Of course, the disciple didn’t believe it at the time either. There had not been a lack of people stating their age to be lower than real to get recruited. But usually, it was not so exaggerated.
Most just stated their age to be one or two years younger than they really were.
But when the disciple confirmed the boy’s age from others, he learned that it really was the truth. The boy was just blessed with a great physique, which basically confirmed the disciple’s choice.
He knew that if the boy could be this buff at his age, he’d certainly have great talent. And of course, when they registered him and tested his age, it was a cemented fact.
But all that was unknown to Han Yu. Even if he knew, he would think of it as a fairy tale. For now, he couldn’t do anything about it anyway.