By now, there wasn't a soul in the martial arts academy who didn't recognize Huang An.
In the main hall of the academy, there was a portrait sent from Youzhou City, depicting four individuals.
These were the father and two daughters of the Zhao Family, and Huang An himself.
The lifelike portrait was nearly as effective as a photograph taken in Huang An's old home.
Clearly, the portrait was a collective endeavor.
At a single glance, they could identify the increasingly handsome youth before them as none other than their master's disciple, Huang An, Young Master Huang.
In a short while, several women and children who were responsible for preparing meals appeared.
"Young Master Huang, we shall begin preparing the meals now!"
The women and children were shy, barely speaking above a whisper before they scurried off towards the kitchen to prepare dinner.