C93 I Want to be the Eldest Brother
Yang Xian got off the carriage and walked into the dojo. On the side of the Dojo of Limits' door hung a sign that was almost a gold lacquer. There were four big words written on it — Trusted Dojo of Limits.
Entering the dojo, he saw more than ten people practicing. Some of them were practicing their moves, while others were practicing their punches