"So, Changhe Martial Arts School really is connected to him."
Zhou Yuanjue said, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"This is no place to talk. Please, follow me,"
the old principal said to Zhou Yuanjue.
"Wait here for a bit."
Zhou Yuanjue said to Ning Muqing, who was beside him. Then, with a light tap of their feet, he and the old principal's bodies became weightless. They shot up a nearby building with incredible speed and dashed away across the rooftops.
Ning Muqing's mouth fell open.
'He left me behind again!'
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The two of them dashed along, and in less than ten minutes, they reached the summit of the mountain behind the school.
At the summit was a specially cleared patch of open ground, and in the center of the clearing stood a simple wooden cabin.
