With the sword held in front of him, the familiar weight held in his hand helped also to calm his mind significantly.
"Today's lesson with Cui Yu has ended; we will start Qi Jiao's tomorrow—I had thought that Ms Li had left early because of this." Zhang Dingyun spoke from the side.
"Who is going to teach Qi Jiao, Shang Huaitong?"
"How could it be." Zhang Dingyun rolled his eyes, "It was previously taught by the masters of the Martial Arts Hall, until a few Qi Jiao sessions started winning people over, sending people from their own sect to teach. But this time there really is no complaint, an elder himself is coming to guide us, it can be considered quite generous—look."
The chubby kid puckered his lips.
Pei Ye looked over as instructed, the head coach seemed to be explaining some basic knowledge of Qi Jiao martial arts, currently taking a break. The students who were walking past mostly had eager looks on their faces, excitedly discussing tomorrow's classes.
