"I see your fist techniques are crude, and your footwork is ordinary, yet somehow, you manage to execute each martial art to perfection,"
"It really is a waste for such a martial arts genius to have joined the Imperial Court,"
Zhang the Butcher walked into the room, grabbed the water jug, and guzzled down cold water with a 'gulugulugulu', then shook his head and smacked his lips.
"The Demon-suppression Bureau is inferior to the martial sects of the pugilistic world?"
Shen Yi was very interested in these "common sense" ideas.
"It's not that. The Demon-suppression Bureau gathers martial arts from all over the Great Qian Dynasty. In terms of heritage and background, it's a top choice."
