Inside the room.
Jiang Ning and Wang Jin sat facing each other.
A small pot of wine was warming over the charcoal stove, and a faint fragrance of wine drifted through the air.
Several small plates of side dishes to go with the wine were laid out on the table.
After the two of them took their first sip, Wang Jin asked, "How has your martial skill been progressing lately?"
Jiang Ning said, "A little progress."
"Come on, give me a hand!" Wang Jin said, stretching out his right hand.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning smiled helplessly. He knew Wang Jin was testing his strength.
But even knowing that, he could not refuse.
After all, his martial skill had been taught by Wang Jin.
Wang Jin was also the only master he had ever formally bowed to.
The next moment.
He also extended his right hand.
Their arms immediately pressed against each other.
"Don't hold back!" Wang Jin said seriously.
"Understood!" Jiang Ning nodded.
The words fell.
Wang Jin immediately began to exert force.
As soon as he did, he felt that it was difficult to shake Jiang Ning in the slightest.
He could not help but look up, and at once saw Jiang Ning's calm expression.
"You brat, you've improved a lot!" Wang Jin said.
Jiang Ning said, "Master has improved greatly too!"
Hearing this, Wang Jin immediately burst into hearty laughter.
"You're not wrong about that!"
"I have indeed improved greatly! In just a few days, I'll step into Martial Dao Sixth Rank!"
When Jiang Ning heard this, he smiled at once. "Then congratulations, Master!"
Wang Jin laughed openly, his mood excellent.
"This is indeed something worth congratulating!"
Then he sighed again. "For me to have today, I really have to thank brother Shen!"
After saying this, his gaze