White Ape Martial Arts Hall, the front courtyard's Martial Arts Arena.
The warm winter sun bathed the spacious courtyard, dispelling the morning chill.
Qin Fangqiong stood with his hands behind his back, his mood quite pleasant as he surveyed the new apprentices, whose numbers had grown by a full twenty percent.
He performed Qi Sinking into the Dantian, and his voice boomed like a great bell, ringing in everyone's ears:
"I know why you've all come to the White Ape Martial Arts Hall!"
"Some of you come from poor families, hauling sacks at the docks every day just to earn a bowl of coarse rice. Others have seen their families fall from grace, suffering endless abuse from gangs and local thugs, daring to be angry but not to speak out…"
"You came here for one reason, and one reason only: to change your fate!"
As soon as he said those words, the breathing of many plainly dressed youths below the stage instantly grew heavy, and a wild fire ignited in their eyes.
