The Martial Arts Association Stirs Up Trouble

"Young Master Wu, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to see President Yin."

Wu Hao turned and headed straight to the Kyoto Martial Arts Association. Security at the Courtyard Compound that housed the association had suddenly been tightened, with more guards stationed at the entrance. Young Master Wu had barely stepped onto the first stair before he was stopped.

"Young Master Wu, President Yin is unavailable tonight. Please come back another day."

The guard used an excuse to deny Wu Hao an audience with Yin Zhiping.

"I know everything. I'm here to visit President Yin and discuss working together. The Wu Family and the Martial Arts Association have a common enemy."

"Zhang Yang?"

Wu Hao had spoken bluntly, leaving the guard taken aback.

"Not just Zhang Yang, but the entire Zhang Mansion, including Zhang Daoru."

"Please wait. I'll report this."

Yin Zhiping had returned gravely injured, and the entire Martial Arts Association was furious. United in their outrage, they now regarded Zhang Yang as their common enemy. Since Young Master Wu had come seeking an audience and explicitly said he wanted an alliance against Zhang Yang, that made him a friend.

Wu Hao felt a little awkward. After all, he was one of Kyoto's wealthy young masters. He exchanged smiles with the other guards at the entrance to ease his embarrassment.

A moment later, the guard returned.

"Young Master Wu, President Yin will see you."

Wu Hao nodded repeatedly and hurried into the Courtyard Compound.

President Yin commanded considerable respect, and Wu Hao had no shortage of prestige either. But they belonged to different worlds: Yin Zhiping was a martial artist, while Wu Hao was a wealthy young master.

The world was undergoing subtle changes. Those who practiced the Martial Dao would command more respect than those who possessed wealth,