Buzz!!
The black sedan sped along, the trees on both sides of the road bent by the snow.
"Ting Xiao, Chen Master and the others must be very tired, right?"
A teenager in an old down jacket sat in the back seat, looking at the snow-covered scenery on both sides, feeling the cold gale outside, and couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Tingxiao, wearing a blue windbreaker, was slightly taken aback, as was the military driver and Zhou Wuren's disciple who were curious to eavesdrop.
"Why do you say that?"
"My master told me before leaving that when he first came to Suluo, he opened a Martial Arts Hall all by himself, faced a lot of opposition, and was very tired."
"He just wanted more people in Chi Country to know about martial arts on this land, but he didn't expect the resistance to be so great. People here did not welcome him."
The boy looked at the frost and snow outside, as if seeing all of his master's past encounters and the moment when he was crippled by that Tiger.
