Uncle Wang San stepped onto the stage, looking at Mo Yinhe affectionately: "Little fellow, I think highly of you. How about I take you as my disciple? As long as you follow me and learn, I guarantee that within a few years, you'll be able to use your own skills to kick them off the martial arts stage."
Mo Yinhe, the little guy, pursed his thin lips and said one word: "Noisy."
Ye Xingguang seemed a bit uneasy: "Honey, what do you think of this Uncle Wang San?"
Before Ye Junqing could speak, Li Zhengqing, standing behind her, whispered: "Family Head, Uncle San's accomplishments in martial arts are truly the best in the entire Wang's Family. You better let the young master step down, otherwise–"
Before Li Zhengqing finished speaking, with a "thud" sound, Uncle Wang San had already fallen between Wang Jian and Wang Yuan, and even Li Zhengqing was stunned.
