Two assessments were complete, taking up most of the day. An equestrian assessment was next.
There was a break of two incense sticks for the Martial Artists to rest.
It also gave the examiners time to arrange the horses.
"I hear you're Fang Yue, from the White Tiger Boxing Hall?" A provocative voice cut through the air while he was resting.
"That's right."
Fang Yue was surprised, sensing an inexplicable hostility from the other man.
He hadn't offended anyone, and he didn't know this person. 'Why does he look so eager to pick a fight with me?'
"My surname is Huang. My family owns Huang's Tea House."
Huang Ziyu shot Fang Yue a defiant look, then turned and left.
He and Fang Yue were not in the same group.
The next assessment was about to begin, and he had to go "have a word" with someone first.
Because of the roasted tea incident, the Huang Family had already had a complete falling out with the White Tiger Boxing Hall.
