Xu Yi understood. Master Zhou hadn't wanted him to waste his time, so he had deliberately brought him here to train. A wave of gratitude surged through Xu Yi.
He'd been fretting over having nowhere to hone his Martial Skills, and the Martial Arts Hall's arrival had come just in time to solve his urgent problem.
"Take your time exploring. This old man is going back to prepare lessons. We've got plenty of time ahead of us, so focus on your Martial Arts. Oh, and you still owe this old man quite a few drinks. Don't forget."
Master Zhou laughed and went on his way.
Xu Yi watched Master Zhou leave, silently reminding himself that he must repay the kindness he'd received from him time and again.
Just then, the copper doors creaked open. A man covered in blood, his face battered beyond recognition, was carried out.
Sighs and cheers erupted at the same time, and the onlookers immediately began exchanging money.
Only then did Xu Yi realize that these people were gambling. They were betting on how long each person who entered could hold out.
On any other day, Xu Yi might have joined in and made himself some money. But now that he was wealthy, he couldn't be bothered with such meager profits.
He went straight to the stone lion to the left of the copper doors. An old man in a coarse robe had set up a table and chairs there, along with a ledger.
Xu Yi stepped forward, explained why he had come, showed his token, and paid one hundred gold. The old man in the coarse robe handed him a jade token. "Go on in."
Xu Yi's actions stirred up the crowd again.
"Where's this kid from? How come I've never seen him before?"
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