Chapter 2: Extraordinary {2}
Afterward, Ning Wantong and he had ascended to the second floor.
Compared to the first floor,
The training room on the second floor was much more spacious.
Apart from a small wooden table in the center, a few meditation cushions, and a mural hanging on the eastern wall, there were no additional decorations. Sunlight poured through the open windows, casting into the room where one could even see the fine dust floating in the air.
Next to the wooden table sat a bald middle-aged man, lean-bodied and not more than five feet tall, but his eyes were bright and spirited, showing great vitality.
This man was called Ning Zhibai, the head of Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall, and nominally, Su Heng’s master.
Of course, nowadays, under the Great Zhou Dynasty, fewer and fewer people were willing to devote themselves to the arduous study of martial arts, and martial artists did not hold any special status. Moreover, the Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall had been revitalized with a fund provided by Su Heng, so, in their daily interactions, Su Heng’s status appeared somewhat more esteemed.
Upon seeing Su Heng arriving, Ning Zhibai also proactively stood up, squeezing a smile on his face.
"Master Ning," Su Heng nodded slightly, and the two sat down opposite each other.