Chapter 38: Chapter Thirty-Four: Farewell to the Practice Ground

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During these three days of vacation, Tang Luo felt as if the days were dragging

on like years.

In the North City of Xiling, there was a particularly bustling street called Wengui Street, a pedestrian street that was eight meters wide and nearly one kilometer long.

Originally it was just one of many commercial streets in Xiling until one day the wealthiest merchants on Wengui Street gathered and did something out of the ordinary.

They ground ten thousand catties of gold into dust, mixed it into brass to make bricks, and paved Wengui Street with it, creating the Golden Avenue.

From then on, Xiling had an additional Golden Avenue.

And this Golden Avenue became the most luxurious consumption location in

Xiling.

This street was the busiest commercial street in Xiling, selling all kinds of items that only the clans could afford.

The most precious paintings and calligraphy, the most exquisite ceramics, the most beautiful female slaves, the sharpest weapons.

Anything you could think of could be found in the shops on this street, and as Xiling developed, Wengui Street became increasingly representative of it.

After being kept awake by the child the previous night, on the second day of his vacation, Tang Luo was dragged around shopping by his mother, Xu Shuhui. Of course, Tang Luo had no choice but to go along with such a small request. Little did he know, this was just the beginning of a nightmare.

I’m still too young, Tang Luo sighed.

As it turned out, all the store locations along this Golden Avenue were entirely occupied by the matriarchs of the clans.

Apparently, this so-called Golden Avenue was a showcasing ground for the ladies of Xiling.

It was also where the matriarchs of the clans connected with one another.

Among the hundreds and thousands of matriarchs in Xiling, Xu Shuhui was undoubtedly the brightest star.

Tang Martial Arts Hall, and only one bloodline of Tang Sen in the three branches of the Tang family. The power in Xu Shuhui’s hands was a vision that all the ladies in Xiling longed for in

the Golden Avenue was when Tang Luo was going to be taken

Xu Shuhui showed up, she was treated as a highly esteemed guest by the entirety of Golden Avenue, as if all it lacked was a

came to

Pack it all

extra money. He’s been saying he

from the

seeing his mother’s somewhat little proud expression, he felt it was best not to object. He should just play

man was obliged to play the part of a prop to be

a little constraint when we

do you know every store owner and have to show off

who had just walked into another silk shop, looked at the tireless Xu Shuhui with a desperate gaze. He regretted thinking that the number “6221” above her head was a

artist who has shed his mortality probably wouldn’t even be tired after

is finally

He could finally return

his mother, he managed to suppress the joy in his heart and say

he had decided to leave

finished their small

successful end to

instructor.

the little lad to the First Cultivation Ground, Tang

practicing their martial techniques with high

“Clap, clap, clap.”

forcefully, gathering all the students together. After two months of interaction, the students in the Cultivation Ground had sincerely come to love Instructor Tang from the bottom of their hearts, not only because of his teachings, but also because

have made them truly feel that sacrificing themselves for the Tang Family

most respected individual amongst the students in the Cultivation Ground. The moment he summoned them, they

students before him, a sense of astonishment in

eyes.

strangers to him, but after two months, he can now call out each of their names, knowing the martial skills they were practicing, and even understanding their

all good things must come to an end. Tang Luo said in a relaxed

have an

months, I will be leaving the

became unsettled, looking at each other in disbelief. Some children even

Pang Yan and Du Ze, their

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