The gates of Huishan Fist Academy were slightly dilapidated, yet no one came to repair them.
Wei He pushed the door open and entered. The courtyard was somewhat desolate, but there were still around a dozen people silently practicing Skin Grinding.
Skin Grinding was, in truth, the process of polishing and revealing each person's different physique and natural talent. Who was strong and who was weak, whose foundation and bones were superior, whose recovery was stronger—all of it became clear at a glance during Skin Grinding.
When Wei He looked at these fellow disciples now, he could instantly tell whose cultivation and strength ran deeper.
He also understood somewhat how Master Zheng must have felt, sitting in the courtyard every day.
"Senior Brother Wei, you're here?" Ouyang Zhuang spotted him from afar and hurried over to greet him.
Li Jue also raised a hand in greeting, showing that they were acquainted.
Quite a few people from the courtyard had already left. Many of those remaining were newcomers.
Wei He did not come often, so he had not paid much attention. Seeing this now, however, he could not help linking it to the recent changes in the city's situation.
He sighed inwardly.
"Has Master Zheng come?"
"Not yet. But he should be here soon. This is usually the time he comes over as well," Ouyang Zhuang said with a smile.
"Then I'll go in first." Wei He nodded, passed through the Outer Court, and entered the inner rooms.
There had originally been three sturdy women in the room, but now only one remained, bustling about.
When she saw Wei He enter, she gave him a friendly, ingratiating smile.
Wei He nodded back and entered the Inner Court.
In the Inner Court, Jiang Yan was whispering about something with Zhang Lu. Jiang