"At the freshmen competition, we observed from the stands, naturally recognizing you."
"I see, I have also heard of your esteemed reputation 'Master Mo', long time no see."
Renwo Kuang made a fist salute, gave a simple response, and was entirely unembarrassed unlike other students.
Tan Ziping was not annoyed either, his expression perhaps a bit cold, but perhaps that was just his nature.
After nodding his acknowledgement, he chose a front position and sat down, patiently waiting for the start of the course.
"Everyone please take a seat, really there's no need for any reservations."
Zhuang Wenyao initiated a new topic with a radiant smile like a spring breeze, and started small talk with others.
With his intervention, followed by Renwo Kuang, and finally Tan Ziping, the previously depressed atmosphere finally eased up and the open training hall filled with the vibrant breath of humanity.
"Squeak--"
The door opened again.
