Wang Chao returned with Chan Yinsha and encountered a middle-aged woman. Observing her demeanor and body movements, he found her vaguely familiar and tentatively asked, "Sister Tang Zichen?"
"Yes, it's me." Tang Zichen's eyes smiled.
Wang Chao, indeed, had exceptional talent, and his strength had already permeated his entire body—it was remarkable.
He was an excellent prospect for martial arts!
"It really is you! I thought I was seeing things." Wang Chao saw that the middle-aged woman's skin was delicate, the muscle movement subtle yet rhythmic, just like Tang Zichen's. He had thought he was mistaken, but it turned out he was right.
However, he also knew Tang Zichen's identity was no ordinary matter. Coming here to teach Huaxia martial arts, she would necessarily have to disguise herself; otherwise, if people with intentions discovered her, it might lead to significant problems.
