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"The old law declined, and the new professional movement spread across the country.
Relying on the new law, each province developed different exclusive professions according to the region.
The scouts in the Central Plains, the hammer hands in the northwest, the Confucian priesthood in Qilu, the Sanxing mage in the south of the Yangtze River, the violent knights in Wuling...
Only the provincial party members can transfer to the professions in the province, so it is easy to judge who he is from the occupation of the professional."
The interrogator stared at Zhang Jue.
"Have you ever used magic?"
"I am a native of Jiangnan." Zhang Jue smiled.
“But you can still pray while reading the Analects of Confucius!”
“My grandma is from Qilu, so of course I am half Qilu.” Zhang Jue said seriously.
"How do you explain that hammering technique!"
"What? Well, I'm actually half from the northwest." Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.
"People from the northwest don't know how to use daggers from the Central Plains!"
"Hey! I've been from the Central Plains for a long time." Zhang Jue sighed.
"Bang!" The interrogator couldn't bear it and slammed the table and stood up, "You have learned the old method, so what do you say!"
"Dignified descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, what do you mean by always learning foreign things? Isn't it surprising that you took the time to become a professional swordsman?" Zhang Jue looked solemn.
However, the crime has been pinned on his head.
“You still dare to quibble! You are a big evil thief who steals the law!!”