"Boom!"
An explosive crash rang out without warning.
At the entrance to the Baji Boxing School, the disciples practicing their skills all turned to look.
A burly, muscular man stood at the school's entrance, wearing a sleeveless vest. He had thick eyebrows, a high nose, a square face, a wide mouth, and a thick beard along both cheeks. "This door isn't very sturdy!"
The man withdrew his right hand in feigned astonishment, casually dusted off his shoulder, then walked inside under everyone's angry stares. "Who are you?"
"Have you fucking got a death wish?"
"Breaking down our door and disgracing us-do you know nothing of the rules?"
"Don't let him get away."
Even in a fight, you did not strike someone's face. Such humiliation bred mortal enmity.
A martial arts school's entrance concerned the reputation of its entire sect.
Coming uninvited was one thing, but breaking down the door already amounted to making enemies.
Inside, Wu Jiu was grumbling that Lian Youming had been back for days without coming to visit, only to hear a commotion outside as he turned his head.
Before he could hurry out, cries of shock and pain rang out, and two disciples came flying backward into the hall.
Tables and chairs shattered. Wu Jiu strode out, glanced at the disciples' bent arms, and immediately turned a vicious gaze on the intruder.
The burly man stepped inside, smiling. "I am Situ Changhen. I heard an expert from the Baji Sect was stationed here, so I came especially to exchange a few moves!" "Situ..."
Surprise and uncertainty showed in Wu Jiu's eyes.
But seeing A Xing beside him with her swollen belly, he restrained his anger. Looking outside again, he noticed two scrawny old men standing beyond the entrance, guarding either side like door gods.
"Do you