Lunch was over.
Pei Jinye, as usual, took off.
Brother Bi sat in the car, watching the suave manner in which Jinye left, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
"Zhou Ye, do you think I've been a bad influence on Jinye?"
Damn, you just realized that???
Zhou Ye cleared his throat with a cough and said with a smile, "Not at all. You've taught him very well."
"Really? I also think I've taught him pretty well."
"..."
...
Twelve twenty-seven.
Inside a martial arts gym in the center of Da Peng City.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Two figures were entwined in combat.
About two minutes later, one of them wailed as he backed away, and the other, exasperated, looked up and said, "Come on, continue."
"Damn it, I'm not fighting if I can't beat you." Tang Huoyang waved his hands again and again, "How long has it been since we last met, and your bones have become harder than adamantium?"
Pei Jinye shook his head, picking up his clothes: "Been slacking off lately?"
