Chu Jun's weapons were not even top-tier third-grade.
Giving him a top-tier third-grade weapon now had clearly taken a great deal of effort.
"I'll go thank Teacher."
Jiang Changkong rose and headed for the stone house nearby.
Pushing open the stone door, he saw Chu Jun's burly body taking up half the table.
"Teacher, thank you for preparing a weapon for me," Jiang Changkong said gratefully.
"Why say so much between teacher and student?"
Chu Jun beckoned. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Sit down and eat with us."
Ying Yanxue's face lit up. "It's great that you're all right. I'll have another bowl."
Jiang Changkong: "..."
I believe even more now that you had a poor appetite before.
It was hard to imagine whether she could have grown up at all if the Martial Arts School had not provided food and lodging.
Chu Jun had cooked a huge pot of noodles. Jiang Changkong was full after one bowl.
Chu Jun ate three bowls, while Ying Yanxue polished off everything that remained.
"This is a special Martial Arts School token. Things have been unsettled lately, so keep it on you. Flash it when you leave the Martial Market, and they won't make things difficult for you."
Chu Jun took out a pitch-black token engraved with the words Martial Arts School and handed it to Jiang Changkong.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Jiang Changkong accepted the token, rose, and left.
With the token in hand, he gave it a wave as he left the Martial Market. No one followed him.
Jiang Changkong headed to the site of tonight's operation and set up the Starlight Surveillance Device.
Once everything was ready, he sat cross-legged and waited for nightfall.
Night descended, and the stars above were dim. The sky was especially dark tonight.
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