"Let's go."
"This place is too small; it's hard to maneuver."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Qiu Lao led Jiang Shu through the inner city streets to a compound with red brick walls. As the master of the Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School, he was known as a Bone Forging Realm powerhouse. Of course, he owned more than just one property. The Hungry Tiger Martial Arts School was merely a convenient place for him to teach disciples and reside casually.
Inside the compound, the ground was paved with bluestone, flanked by large trees with lush branches. Under the shade of the trees, several precious sabers lay horizontally on a weapons rack, their edges glinting coldly.
"I've told you before: first fists, then legs, followed by grappling, and finally, integrating weapon force with your martial arts."
