Zhang Xiaohu pointed at the more than two-person-high arena and laughed, "I wonder how Xiaohua will be able to get up to such a high arena?"
Zhang Xiaohua slapped the back of his head, almost exclaiming, "Oh, I forgot all about it. The ladder is at Eaglet Hall; I suppose it has already been put away for now. It's not easy to find. What should we do?"
He Tianshu helplessly looked at Zhang Xiaohua and complained, "Zhang Xiaohua, can't you hurry up and learn that Wild Bull Power? Hurry up and cultivate some flying skills. You do this every day, do you know how much you make me lose face?"
After saying that, he left them with the words, "You guys wait a bit," and ran off.
Zhang Xiaohua looked at He Tianshu's retreating figure and smiled, murmuring to himself, "I don't feel embarrassed. Why are you afraid of losing face?"
In a short while, He Tianshu returned carrying a ladder, observed by the curious gazes of numerous disciples.