The sky was foggy, and the sun itself looked a little cold today. Songcheng University Martial Arts Club was heading towards a bus parked at the side of the road with Geezer Shi in the lead. Lou Cheng carried his luggage and dragged Yan Zheke's little luggage with his left hand. His right hand was clasped with the girl's hand, warming her tender palm. They walked at the end of the line and whispered sweet nothings to each other, discussing today's fighting style.
The bus driver opened the driver's door and welcomed them passionately.
"You are Songcheng University Martial Arts Club, right? Are you Coach Shi? I'm Cui, the guy who had you a call just now. I'm responsible for sending you guys over to the arena."
Geezer Shi brought up his call log and gave him a look. After confirming their identities, he let out a soft laugh and said, "Yimo organized themselves pretty well I see. I old man thought we'd have to hitch a lift ourselves."
