Cheng Zitong led Chen Chuan up behind the man and said, "Old He, I've brought my student."
He Xiaoxing turned his head to the side, his shoulder-length hair lifting in the wind, revealing the strong, resolute contours of his face. He then turned around fully, his piercing gaze falling upon Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan, in turn, looked at him.
The man's imposing physique exuded an immense pressure. Especially after he turned to face him directly, Chen Chuan could sense a power within him, ready to erupt at any moment. It was like a volcano, dormant for years, waiting to explode; or like a deep vortex brewing beneath the sea, calm yet unpredictable.
Cheng Zitong said, "Xiaochuan, this is Old He, He Xiaoxing. You can call him Teacher He. The school originally wanted him to be your teacher, but he didn't seem very interested at the time. It wasn't until he heard you'd chosen Circulation Force that he seemed to change his mind."
