Cheng Guang didn't know that Old Deng had come and gone.
After a period of cultivation, and resting for a while, Old Deng ultimately did not come over.
He couldn't maintain the once-daily teaching sessions either.
Cheng Guang shook his head and smiled wryly, no longer planning to send someone to invite Old Deng over. After all, Old Deng was a powerhouse of the Heavenly Human Realm, standing at the pinnacle of this world.
Such casual and carefree temperament was not something ordinary people could learn.
The next day, Cheng Guang only encountered Old Deng at the brothel; at other times, he wasn't seen.
By the third day, it had already been the last day agreed upon for Old Deng to teach martial arts.
Today, from the break of dawn, Old Deng appeared before Cheng Guang.
His hair, originally grizzled, now seemed even more disheveled, as if he was pondering something he couldn't figure out and somewhat frustratedly pulling at his own hair.
