Five days later.
The Shaolin Monastery.
This was not a tourist area. The mountain was located in a separate area from the tourist spots. In the main hall's backyard, a group of young monks were holding brooms and sweeping the floor.
"Are Martial Uncle Jie Jiao and Jie Zao back yet?"
"They just came back yesterday. I heard they got some fractures!"
"Yes, they were badly injured!"
"It's a miracle they managed to get back. I heard that they were only released and did not get into much trouble after the abbot pressured the local authorities in Tianshan. The National Martial Arts Association helped out too. Otherwise, they might have even gotten sentenced for that day's happenings. We live in a lawful society now, after all."
"How did it end up like this?"
"That Rao Aimin had been committing all kinds of evil. It was time to teach her a lesson!"
