In the martial arts hall, the sound of training continued to be heard.
In the middle of the outer courtyard, several young men in black robes were pounding the wooden dummies in front of them while whispering to each other.
"Second brother, have you found out the truth?"
In the middle of the group, a young man with beads of sweat all over his face was pressing his hands on a wooden stake, gasping for breath.
"Hey, how could I dare to delay what Boss Zhao Qi arranged? I asked someone about it last night." Beside him, a young man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks grinned with a flattering look on his face.
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