Li Jindao followed Chen Xiao's gaze.
Instantly, a slight expression of embarrassment appeared on his face.
"I watched a movie when I was young, maybe you've seen it too, Advisor Chen, it's called 'Shaolin Temple'! I was obsessed with martial arts at that time!"
"Later, I even visited some famous masters and then got this Wooden Man Target. Can't say I practiced martial arts, it was just for fun."
Chen Xiao nodded with a smile, but seemed interested: "How about we give it a try?"
Li Jindao immediately declined: "What's there to try, it's just that my wife loves to keep it clean and wipes it often, if it were me, it would've collected a lot of dust by now."
Chen Xiao didn't let Li Jindao say much more, he pulled him over to the Wooden Man Target.
Seeing his enthusiasm, Li Jindao couldn't refuse any longer, so he rolled up his sleeves.
Chen Xiao noticed there were quite a few scars on his arms, and asked in surprise:
"Mr. Li, how did your arms get those scars?"
