"I didn't expect you to be so powerful, Yang Tian!"
Everyone marveled at Yang Tian's strength, clicking their tongues in amazement.
"Yang Tian, could I speak to you for a moment?"
Wang Hong respectfully said to Yang Tian.
Yang Tian nodded and followed Wang Hong into a side room.
Wang Hong personally served Yang Tian a bottle of fine red wine. Instead of rushing to question Yang Tian about his connections, she warmly chatted with him about whether he was accustomed to living in the employee dormitory and whether he enjoyed his work. After a while, she began to probe into Yang Tian's affairs: "Yang Tian, with your impressive skills, you could definitely become a disciple of Yihua Palace. If your master stepped forward, he would surely be appreciated by the elders..."
"I don't have a master, I just learned a few moves from a drunkard."
Yang Tian said indifferently, as instructed by the drunkard.
