Inside the central building.
Beside Chen's seat.
"Old Ghost Chen, what's going on with that little guy from your Alka District, Li Wen?" an acquainted Immortal asked, confused.
"That kid Barton is already in the top three thousand, so why is he still dawdling on the first layer? Isn't he famous for his enlightenment, reaching the eighth layer of the Heaven-Reaching Tower at just forty?"
Another Immortal chimed in, "Yeah, this pace is way too slow."
"We could understand if he were slow on the Stairs of Solitude, but not in the Enlightenment Tower! Could it be that the pressure is too much and he's choking?"
The skin on Chen's face twitched imperceptibly.
Confusion was also sprouting in his heart.
As the team leader, he had the authority to view the live assessment of the contestants from his district.
He immediately pulled up the projected feed for Li Wen.
