White Ape Martial Arts Hall.
As Su Yu and Qin Yu stepped into the front courtyard, the surrounding disciples immediately stopped what they were doing. They scrambled to offer cupped-fist salutes, their eyes filled with fervent awe.
"Senior Brother Su, Senior Sister Qin!"
"Yes, carry on."
Su Yu waved his hand, gesturing for them to continue, and walked further in with a calm expression.
With his current status, he was essentially the head disciple of the White Ape Martial Arts Hall. Even Senior Sister Lin could no longer compare.
After all, his reputation was formidable, and his humble origins had long made him a role model for many disciples.
In fact, most of the new disciples joining the White Ape Martial Arts Hall were drawn by Su Yu's fame.
Even if they couldn't be Su Yu, they could still be his junior brother.
The two passed through the Moon Gate and ran right into Chen Fan.
"Junior Brother Chen, what a coincidence," Su Yu greeted, his expression unchanged.
