C622 Cello Everett's Growth

In the wee hours of the morning, when dew was still fresh on the grass and trees, Uncle Fidole hurried to the Blue Ocean Dojo. He checked his phone—it was 3 a.m. Uncle Fidole clenched his teeth in frustration, "I refuse to believe that kid is actually getting up at three in the morning to study."

But before he could step foot inside the dojo...

"Master Lin