Master Zhuo was reflecting his determination to stake his dignity as a martial artist.
"Master Zhuo's concern for our Chinese martial arts is truly admirable. Indeed, nowadays, our national martial arts have declined compared to their former glory, but they are not to be underestimated by anyone!"
He looked at Master Zhuo seriously, "I promise you, I will visit your Zhuoyue Martial Arts School."
Master Zhuo quickly stood up, his eyes moist and voice trembling with gratitude as he bowed, "Thank you, Master. Su!"
"You're being too formal, Master Zhuo."
With Su Han there to support him, Master Zhuo felt reassured. In his eyes, Su Han was the strongest in Hai Dong Province, perhaps even having reached the grandmaster level, two levels higher than himself.
Even nationally, the grandmaster realm was not something ordinary people could easily belittle.
