Lin Yuan stood by Zhu Jiyi's side, listening to the exchanges between both parties, finally understanding the purpose of the other's visit.
"Has the situation in Yanghua deteriorated to such an extent? Even a small martial arts school like the Zhu Family Boxing Club needs to be incorporated into the ranks of these two factions?" Lin Yuan pondered internally, finally realizing: "Perhaps the Zhu Family Boxing Club's strength is average, and it's close to the Hong family territory, which the Pei family doesn't care about. Yet, if the three boxing schools unite, they would be quite formidable."
"But that old dog Nie Lanhong, forcing my master into such a dilemma." His gaze swept over Nie Lanhong's somewhat gaunt face, feeling displeased.
