"Martial arts instructor..." Wang Longhu pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Sorry, big brother, I don't do that. I just practice martial arts."
A monthly salary of 200,000 was so high that it stunned Wang Longhu. Who wouldn't be dazzled by such an offer?
But the problem was that it would be too restricting. Like now, Wang Longhu was alone in the mountains practicing martial arts, organizing his time as he pleased, without having to worry about trivial matters.
And once you take someone else's money and accept a job, life often wouldn't be as carefree as it is now.
Teaching others martial arts would be a waste of his time, so after thinking it over carefully, Wang Longhu decisively chose to refuse.
With his abilities, even without this support from the big brother, he might not earn much, but there would be no issue covering his living expenses.
Upon hearing Wang Longhu's response, Yu Yongyi felt an immense sense of regret.
