"Asheng, off to practice martial arts again?"
Gu Sheng walked with his head lowered, contemplating the variations in the fist techniques of the Iron Stone Fist. Ever since receiving guidance and sparring with Gu Xiaojiang, his grasp of the Iron Stone Fist had advanced by leaps and bounds, far quicker than practicing alone.
Upon hearing Zhang Ze's familiar voice, he couldn't help but look up. Zhang Ze stood at his doorstep, accompanied by a woman who, though silent, wore a broad smile on her face.
"That's right, Brother Ze. Not heading into the mountains today?"
A smile spread across Gu Sheng's face, causing the somewhat nervous Zhang Ze to visibly relax.
Ever since Gu Sheng began practicing martial arts, subtle changes had occurred.
Though Gu Erniu treated Gu Sheng the same way as before, the other hunters who knew Gu Sheng had become more cautious when speaking with him.
