C675 The Second Generation Came to Report Their Arrival

"master, Chunyu Zhuang is outside the yard seeking an audience." Pang Yu, who was watching me train, reported to me.

"Chunyu Zhuang?" I withdrew my zhen qi, which was wantonly circulating between my limbs and bones, and slowly stood up from the stone bench. "Come in."

"Greetings, master!" Chunyu Zhuang and his father, Chunyu Jia, did not have any similarities in terms of looks