"Ah Sheng, off to practice martial arts again?"
Gu Sheng walked with his head lowered, pondering the changes in the Iron Stone Fist's forms. Ever since Gu Xiaojiang had begun guiding him and sparring with him, his mastery of the Iron Stone Fist had improved by leaps and bounds, several times faster than practicing alone.
Hearing Zhang Ze's familiar voice, he could not help but look up. Zhang Ze stood at his doorway beside a woman who said nothing, her face merely piled with smiles.
"Yes, Brother Ze. You didn't go into the mountains today?"
A faint smile appeared on Gu Sheng's face, immediately easing Zhang Ze's slight nervousness.
Ever since Gu Sheng had begun practicing martial arts, certain things had quietly changed.
Aside from Gu Erniu, who still treated Gu Sheng as he always had, the other hunters who knew Gu Sheng had begun speaking to him more cautiously.
Although the details of that trip into the city had been concealed within the village, bits and pieces of information had still spread.
The hunters vaguely knew that Gu Sheng's archery far exceeded anything they had imagined.
Now, he had even formed ties with the main family and begun practicing martial arts ahead of time. It was practically certain that he would become a martial artist in the future. By then, his status would soar beyond comparison with hunters like them.
That was why they all spoke to Gu Sheng with greater restraint now.
"No, not today! It's winter now, after all. There's less prey in the mountains, so my wife simply told me to find some other work and wait until spring before going back into the mountains."
The smile on the woman's face deepened even further.
Gu Sheng nodded.
"That's good. I'll only make a few more trips