Hengxing Martial Arts Academy.
Suddenly, a sharp assembly whistle sounded, cutting through the quiet night. The disciples of the martial arts school quickly got dressed and rushed out of the gate.
Although Liang Sheng and the other foreign pride disciples had no idea what was going on, they followed suit and headed to the front yard to assemble.
Hong Jingang was already waiting in the front yard, his face serious. After the big apprentice reported that everyone had gathered, he didn't say a word and directly headed towards the city gate.
Hong Jingang's pace wasn't too fast, and the big apprentice immediately called for everyone to follow. For a short while, the atmosphere felt tense.
Liang Sheng and the other pride disciples had their own thoughts, their eyes flashing with excitement.
