Chu Xuyuan shouted at Jiang Zhaoyong's back and chased after him. "Senior Brother, wait."
Jiang Zhaoyong turned around. "Is there anything else?"
Chu Xuyuan said expectantly, "Didn't you say that you would teach us martial arts? When will it start? What do we need to prepare?"
"Oh, about that." Jiang Zhaoyong pondered. Teach? Or not teach?
Chu Xuyao was not as boisterous as Chu Xuyuan. He slowly walked up the stairs step by step and said calmly, "A gentleman should keep his word. Senior Brother, if you go back on your word, I guarantee that the news of you going back on your word will spread throughout the entire school the next day."
Jiang Zhaoyong looked at Chu Xuyao's tiny body and really did not believe it. "If you can do what you say, I will immediately teach you martial arts."
Chu Xuyao did not say anything else. He threw a glance at Jiang Zhaoyong and walked past him into the school.
