The martial students from the Fire Shrine Cultivation School slapped their foreheads while some looked around, whistling a tune, seemingly acting like they didn't know their headmaster. Some even covered the insignia of their school.
He did it again, they thought in exasperation. They were greatly embarrassed and just wanted to find a hole and hide there forever.
The women, on the other hand, immediately looked away, their faces red from what they had seen.
"Disgusting," Bel muttered, a frown on her face. "Fortunately, my father doesn't like to fly around even though he can and is the strongest in the city."
Master Popo didn't seem to know that his 'son' was showing. He turned around and pointed to the mountain. "You will have to climb the mountain all the way to the top. You have until the sun disappears on the horizon."
Another wind blew in his direction, his hanfu robe wildly moving about, providing another view for his audience.