But for some reason I didn't understand, it was shut down for two months.
The old hall master fell ill from worry and passed away after that.
Consequently, the Xingyi Martial Arts School plummeted, and all the students flocked to the Jingfeng Taekwondo Gym.
After finishing his story, Jian Zhe scratched his head, "However, Hall Master Jin is now working on a construction site. People around say that Hall Master Jin is very skilled, a martial artist of the sixth dan. He could be a coach in any martial arts school, I don't know why he chooses to do hard labor."
"So what if he's a sixth dan? What's wrong with doing hard labor?" Bai Lian glanced at him and leisurely evaluated him, "Old-fashioned."
Jian Zhe was stunned for a moment, then reflected, "That does seem right."
But if it were him, he probably couldn't let go of his pride to do that.