These words conveyed quite a bit of information.
Qin Heng looked at his parents and said, "It seems the Martial Hall had arrangements prepared long ago."
Qin Ziming chuckled. "No matter what arrangements they've made, your mother and I are happy."
The two elders still did not know that Qin Heng had offended a Grandmaster. They thought he had brought them along simply because the Martial Hall valued their genius son.
Before long, Su Zhifan arrived before Qin Heng and the others with an old man.
Su Zhifan said, "Qin Heng, this is Mister Yu Xuan, a Martial Master-level expert. He once taught countless martial warrior students. He has retired now, but everyone still holds him in high esteem."
"Old Yu," Qin Heng and the others greeted respectfully.
The old man, Yu Xuan, looked rather helpless. "You brat, why did you only come now? I've been waiting for you all day." There was a hint of reproach in his tone.
Qin Heng felt awkward and hurriedly explained, "I just became a Martial Warrior. I was so happy that I celebrated with my neighbors and friends, and lost track of time..."
It was clear that Old Yu had received instructions from either Zhong Wanshan or Curator Wang yesterday. He knew Qin Heng would be bringing his family over, so he had been waiting here since early morning.
Yet he had waited the entire day without seeing anyone, until they finally showed up now.
"Became a Martial Warrior?"
The surrounding students all froze when they heard that.
"What does he mean, became a Martial Warrior? He misspoke, right? He's obviously a Quasi-Martial Warrior!"
"What kind of joke is this? His punching force was only 928 kilograms a few days ago, and now he's a Martial Warrior? Even bragging needs a draft!"
"Exactly!