Jiang Fan had spent the entire day cultivating at Thunder Martial Arts Hall, yet he still couldn't find a way to defeat the Imperial Guard.
When he came to, it was already eight in the evening.
He slapped his forehead.
He had originally planned to go to the Martial Arts Association today and learn the specifics of the work arrangements for Martial Artist families.
But he had left too early, so he had decided to cultivate at Thunder Martial Arts Hall for a while first.
Who would have thought that this cultivation session would last the entire day?
Looks like he could only wait until tomorrow!
Jiang Fan crossed the streets of the Inner City, exited through the city gate, and made his way to the outside of the bungalow at Aunt's Home.
By then, the sky had already darkened.
Through the curtain, with the light from inside the house, he saw figures moving about, and bursts of laughter occasionally drifted out.
Were there guests?
Aunt's door was never left this wide open normally!
Without thinking too much, Jiang Fan pushed the door open and walked in.
"Aunt, I'm back!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan's gaze swept across the room. Besides President Wu, there were the principals of Third High School and Fifth High School sitting on the living-room sofa, as well as... Jiang Zhihe.
Meanwhile, Ma Jiang and Su Qingwan were sitting on two small stools opposite them, smiling nervously at everyone.
On the coffee table was a fruit platter—an extremely rare sight in Ma Jiang's household!
"Xiao Fan, come over quickly!"
"This is President Wu of the Martial Arts Association. He..."
Jiang Zhihe immediately stood up and called out to Jiang Fan, as though he were the master of this household.
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