Cheng Zitong was not worried at all. He looked at Qiao Linhu for a while, smiled, put on his decorative sunglasses, and walked out. As he walked, he said: "That's my student. I have confidence in him. Oh, yes."

Already..."

He turned around and said, "Senior brother, I just like to see you acting so stubborn. Just hold on, let's go..." With that, he waved his hand and walked out swaggeringly.

At Shuixie, the student was practicing boxing. When the two people were talking, his ears pricked up. But as he listened, he suddenly found Qiao Linhu standing in front of him with an expressionless face, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"If you can't practice any posture well, it means you haven't practiced it to the core. Practice it a hundred times for me."

"Yes, Master." The student cried in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything at this time and continued to practice honestly.

Qiao Linhu looked on, but felt suffocated in his heart. He remembered that Cheng Zitong had come here every day to praise his apprentice, and also said why he had changed his temper, so he was waiting for him here.

So careless.

He looked at the apprentice in front of him. He thought it was pleasing to the eye at first, but now he looked at it and found it inadequate.

You have to practice, you have to keep practicing!

Cheng Zitong walked outside and let out a long breath. He felt that the weather today was really good. It was refreshing and comfortable.

He looked back and said to the door: "Old Qian, tell your senior brother that I will come back tomorrow and ask him to leave an extra bowl of rice." After saying that, he got into the car leisurely and drove away after a while.

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Chapter completed!