One call of Brother Luo, everything else had changed.
Luo Yongcheng looked up at Jiang Shu, his gaze seeming a little blank. He vaguely remembered, in Jiang Shu's first month at the martial arts school, Jiang Shu had once tried to discreetly ask him about some things regarding the inner city of Pingling County.
He had answered every question, and their interactions had been comfortable and harmonious.
Unknowingly, Jiang Shu's way of addressing him had changed from Brother Luo to Brother Luo (in a more casual tone).
*How did it end up like this, all of a sudden?*
"Next round."
The maid didn't care about Luo Yongcheng's thoughts, she walked around him to the center of the plaza and loudly called out the names of the apprentices for the next sparring round.
Jiang Shu cupped his fists and stepped off the field, and a translucent panel appeared in his mind, showing:
Jiang Shu—
Da Jing Dynasty Language/Writing, small success (20/1000)
Horse Stance, Great Success (400/1000)
