Master Zhao, the owner of the top Martial Arts Hall in An City, was initially taken aback, then sternly retorted, "Grandmaster Xuan has announced his seclusion for over two years now. Even I, as a master, haven't met this ancestor. Where have you seen him?"
Master Zhao, feeling insulted, instantly flexed his muscles, angrily said, "The ancestor has an ethereal presence, exceptional sword dao prowess, and a dignified look, commanding respect without anger. How could he be like you said, tricking people for food and drink to buy roasted sweet potatoes?"
Tuanzi recalled the blond young man he saw, feeling certain he hadn't sensed incorrectly.
Seeing Master Zhao was already angry, Tuanzi immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Is this perhaps what's called a 'fan filter'?
Master Zhao, quite upset, didn't want to continue boasting about his stories with the ancestor. He clapped his hands to commence this martial arts test.
