The next day.
At the Xu Family Martial Arts Hall.
Today, its doors were closed to guests. However, the familiar sound of knocking still rang out at the entrance.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.
As the knocks echoed, the breathing of the person behind the door noticeably grew heavier.
Hearing the heavy breathing, Zheng Jun said very calmly, "I have come as promised. Open the door.
"I can hear you breathing inside."
At his words, the fat guy with a fierce, heavy-set face could only slowly push the door open. He looked at Zheng Jun, hesitating to speak.
"Where is Hall Master Xu?" Zheng Jun asked.
"My master is on the arena ring," the fat guy quickly replied. "He has been waiting for a long time."
Hearing the fat guy's answer, Zheng Jun couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He wondered, "Is he actually taking the initiative this time?"
