Martial Arts Training Court Number One (3)

'Sigh... Being a handsome man is really troublesome.'

Zheng-Fu exclaimed in his mind sadly at his appearance. It was all a result of his skills and abilities that gave him a good figure and a good-looking appearance, including his skin, which was also white, soft, and smooth.

“You guys, please don't tease her,” Zheng-Fu said softly, interrupting Yong-Dai-Shi and Ming-Mang-Shi, who were laughing playfully. Then he turned to ask Guan-Sun-Long, “Brother Guan-Sun-Long, just now, I saw you and Young Miss Guan maneuvering. Is it to advance the rank?”

“That's right, Young Master Zheng-Fu. We are both in the training court because my sister wants to take my place. But this happened, so the maneuver had to end,” Guan-Sun-Long replied, turning to his sister and smiling slyly.

“Oh... It's just like this. Will the two of you continue to fight?” Zheng-Fu asked again with an innocent look on his face.