The one who welcomed Xiao Han and his group was a military officer called Wang Su, under thirty but extraordinarily composed, with a resolute expression on his face.
"How are the preparations for the competition going?" Xiao Han asked.
Wang Su smiled, though it looked a bit sinister.
"You might not pay much attention to international news, but right now Jin Country is practically boiling over. Our propaganda has been spot on. The competition officially starts the day after tomorrow, and almost everyone in Ciro is focused on this event," Wang Su said with a laugh.
Seeing his expression, Xiao Han pondered for a moment and then took out his phone, connected to the internet, and checked the news about the competition.
"Xuan Country's traditional medicine is the true medical skill, Western medicine is nothing but a facade, seemingly scientific but actually barbaric methods, not even close to traditional medicine."
