'If memory serves, the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall is that place that rips people off and leaves them with nothing. And what's more, I have their Silver Nine-star Badge.'
Beside him, Yao Ying and the other two heard "Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall" and gasped, covering their mouths. "Oh my god, the Five Provinces Theater and the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall? Can we really perform there?"
"Of course. I, your Uncle Qian, paid a hefty price for it," Qian Sanduo said, his face a mask of pain.
"Oh my god, I'm so excited!" Xu Zhenzhen and Li Ting were ecstatic, but Yao Ying was comparatively calm.
Feng Hao ignored their excitement and smirked. "No time to waste. Let's head to the Iron Hand Martial Arts Hall and get ready."
"Alright." Qian Sanduo wasted no time and led a group of staff members forward, clearing a path.
Feng Hao, meanwhile, continued to drive the Mansa, with Yao Ying and the other two in tow, following closely behind.
