Owen Lewis adjusted his clothes and followed the young disciple inside.
Stepping into the Davidson Martial Arts Academy, an intense and formidable atmosphere instantly hit him.
Within the courtyard, disciples stood on either side, each with a stern expression.
On a chair in the center sat the old master of the Davidson Martial Arts Academy.
At the old master's side stood Annie Davidson.
The sight of Owen Lewis steadily approaching, step by step, made Annie's heart skip a beat. It was as if her preordained Prince Charming was stepping on auspicious clouds, approaching her, each step fated.
Owen Lewis calmly approached, looking straight into Grandpa Davidson's eyes.
"Hello, Grandfather."
Hearing this, Grandpa Davidson angrily rose to his feet.
"Don't call me Grandfather! I don't have a grandson as old as you!"
Owen Lewis was taken aback for a moment, then he just smiled, not letting the outburst bother him.
