"Indeed, even Brother Zhao's hands were disabled by him. Finding a stronger master will indeed be a bit tricky."
Zhang Bing's face stiffened as well, showing a hint of difficulty. He rubbed his hands vigorously. Having followed Jin Xiaohan for a long time, although he knew Jin Xiaohan practiced sometimes, he rarely saw Jin Xiaohan actually strike. Instead, it was often Zhao Yongcai who stepped in when they encountered tough adversaries. In his eyes, Zhao Yongcai was a very formidable master. Finding someone stronger than Zhao Yongcai was not going to be easy.
However, soon a glint of inspiration flashed through his mind, and his face lit up with joy as he clapped his hands forcefully and said, "Young Master Jin, I've got it!"
"What good idea have you thought of?"
Upon hearing Zhang Bing's words, Jin Xiaohan's face also showed a burst of joy.
