One could tell with a glance that Chi Yang was an adult man in his twenties. It was obvious that he was past the best age to learn martial arts.
Through Li Mobai's gaze, Chi Yang seemed to understand what he meant. He immediately extended two fingers and pointed at Jian Ai and Si Yuehan. "The two of them!"
Li Mobai paused for a moment before slowly opening the door. "Follow me first."
They stepped in one after another, and the vermillion door closed again, blocking those who initially planned to laugh at Longxing Martial Arts School.
What entered their eyes was a very spacious and clean yard. In an empty space, there were wooden dummy stumps that were necessary for traditional martial arts in China. On the weapons rack at the side were knives, spears, sticks, axes, hooks, and forks.
There were also plum blossom stakes, stone casting arrays, and other martial arts facilities she had only seen on television.
