"You're still young, you might not be able to control your strength, let's go to the yard to spar," Lu Chenbing extended his hand in an inviting gesture.
"No worries, Brother Lu, we can do it right here in the room, absolutely no problem," Xu Fan slowly walked to the center of the living room and looked around.
The living room was over eighty square meters, very spacious, much bigger than a typical ring.
"Alright!" Lu Chenbing, stoked by Xu Fan's words, agilely jumped and landed opposite Xu Fan.
Tongtong, who had been playing outside with Zhang Lijuan, seemed to hear the commotion in the room and ran inside with her little legs, looking at the two men standing a few meters apart and cutely asked Xu Fan, "Daddy, what are you doing?"
"Daddy is just exchanging some martial arts moves with Uncle Lu," Xu Fan waved at Tongtong, performing Huang Feihong's opening stance.
