The theater was gradually filling up with people.
Xu Huaiyin and his assistant Du Zhi, leading a group of six, directed the six young students who still looked like teenagers to take their seats in the back row.
"I brought you here today to broaden your horizons and see what level Master Chu Kong's disciple is at,"
Xu Huaiyin said these words, but anyone could hear the sarcasm in his voice.
His six young students, naturally understanding his tone, responded in their hearts.
"Don't worry, Teacher, we'll definitely enjoy the show!"
"If Shen Yixin goes on stage, I would certainly be convinced. But as for this newcomer, who knows what level she's at!"
"Assistant Du said her skills are not even half as good as ours!"
"Hahaha..."
After Xu Huaiyin settled his students, he proceeded to the front.
In the middle of the front row, an elderly gentleman was already seated, and everyone passing by would respectfully greet him.
