Su Li realized from the start that the little old man was filled with hostility towards him.
"Master Tang's kung fu is quite refined, but wasn't he still beaten as if he were a mere dog in the water?"
"You..."
"Old Tang, why bother arguing with a mere girl?"
Su Li turned to look at the speaker, a middle-aged woman dressed in a black cloth outfit.
Her hair was tied up with just a simple wooden hairpin, her appearance rather ordinary, except for her hands hanging within her sleeves, which seemed a bit unusual.
Chen Bing quickly ended his conversation with the disciple and came forward to introduce, "This is Mantis Fist Master Li."
Master Li, the middle-aged woman, smiled and nodded.
"The three behind Master Li are Master Bai of Iron Sand Palm, Iron Arm Skill, and Iron Fist Skill. They are brothers and inseparable."
"You also know Master Xu, he is a descendant of Baji Fist."
Chen Bing intentionally offered a favorable introduction to Su Li, introducing them one by one.
