"Fang Yu, it has been two months since you entered the martial arts school."
On the training ground.
Senior Brother Ding Shan placed his hand on Aaron's lower abdomen: "Try to sense your Qi and Blood..."
Aaron closed his eyes, trying hard to sense the Qi and Blood that he couldn't sense at all.
After a few breaths, Ding Shan withdrew his hand in disappointment, his face expressionless: "Fang Yu... If you can't grasp your Qi and Blood and want to continue studying at the martial arts school, you'll have to pay! What's your choice?"
"Disciple has no valuables, so I can only go back to fishing and save up money before coming back to study." Aaron replied calmly.
"You... sigh..."
Ding Shan said nothing, waved his hand and let Aaron leave.
Aaron saluted and left amidst the gazes of his fellow disciples who either sympathized or gloated, and returned to his own small courtyard.
In the room, Liang Wu had already left.
Ma Zhu was still as unfriendly as before.
