Disciple?

Wang Ming followed Xiao Qiang out from the center. The street outside had cleared up now. There were still people having mock fights, but now most of the fake martial artists had left. Probably finding other crowded places to keep earning money.

He thought that Xiao Qiang would care when they walked past the two women fighting in skimpy clothing, but he didn't seem bothered at all but just walked past them. After he was sure that the women or anyone affiliated with them couldn't hear, Wang Ming asked Xiao Qiang. "Don't you feel bothered that they're misrepresenting martial arts?"

Xiao Qiang didn't look bothered at all, he just laughed and answered. "You young ones just do whatever you want. Even though they show off martial arts, they aren't truly representing marital arts. Just let them do what they want anyway, they just want to earn money. Who am I to judge? Maybe they don't want to do it, but the job feeds their families."