Zhao Lin remembered his master's instructions and hurried to the rear courtyard.
"Senior Brother Yuan, where's Master?"
Zhao Lin looked around but didn't see Zhu Huaishan, so he found Yuan Cheng and asked.
"Master is meeting a guest in the study."
Yuan Cheng said half-jokingly, "If you need something, you can tell me too."
"It's nothing. I just haven't seen Master in a few days."
Zhao Lin said casually, taking a slow breath to calm himself down.
He returned to the front courtyard to continue practicing his fist skills. However, he didn't dare use his full strength, and his movements were very slow. Otherwise, if he accidentally reached the brink of a breakthrough, it would be difficult to stop midway.
"Senior Brother Zhao is so serious about his practice!"
"Indeed. Only with such dedication can one grasp the essence of the Fist Skill."
"Say what you will, but that attitude alone is worth learning from..."
