175 An Artistic Designer

It was late in the morning.

Since Zhang Zian had closed the store for a few days, there were not as many people outside to seek the martial arts learning opportunity. Only a few people were waiting there. They crowded up as soon as they saw Zhang Zian come out of the store.

"Master Zhang, please teach me Kung Fu! I have waited here for several days!"

"Master Zhang, I am willing to pay. How about 100 thousand a year? 200? As long as you teach me real martial arts that could beat up 7 people at the same time, I am willing to pay more."

Zhang Zian cleared his throat, "I am sorry to disappoint you but my family has our own rules. I am not allowed to take students before I turn 40. I am not the only one in this world who knows martial arts anyways. Please find someone else."

Some people were still pushing, "Well, Master Zhang, don’t fool us. Don’t you have two students already?"