At dusk.
The Bronze Association, in the hills behind.
With dust whirling around, Pei Jinye and Tang Huoyang continued to spar.
"Truce! Truce! Damn, I can't beat you anymore," Tang Huoyang gasped, taking a step back with his arms covered in red marks, and said with a baffled expression, "How exactly do you train? It feels like your strength is getting stronger and stronger."
Pei Jinye stretched his limbs, "Not too bad. Oh, I won't be coming to the guild these next few days. The school is preparing some special training for me."
Tang Huoyang was taken aback but he understood, "Is the principal of your No. 2 Middle School still King Old Man?"
"He is."
"The old man was a war hero back in the days."
Pei Jinye was startled, "He's still a war hero?"