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

she came to shop on the Golden Avenue was when Tang Luo was going to be taken

esteemed guest by the entirety of

goods. This time she came to Golden Avenue mainly to show off her son

Siam? Pack it all up, Luo

Er has recently earned a bit of extra money. He’s been saying he wants

from the

proud expression, he felt it was best not to object. He

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

we have a little

do you know every store owner and have to show off to each

looked at the tireless Xu Shuhui with a desperate gaze. He regretted thinking that the number “6221” above

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

is

was excited. He could finally return to the Martial

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

little lad. Although he had decided to leave the Martial Hall, as the instructor of Cultivation Ground N0.7, Tang Luo wouldn’t just up

finished their small competition and give

relatively successful end to his short stint as

instructor.

Cultivation Ground, Tang Luo went straight to his working

were practicing their

“Clap, clap, clap.”

clapped his hands 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,

Tang Luo’s actions have made them truly feel that sacrificing themselves for

has now become the most respected individual amongst the students in the

looked at the students before him, a

eyes.

ago, these people were just strangers to him, but after two months, he can now call out each of their names, knowing the martial skills they were practicing,

to an end.

have an

two months, I will be leaving the Martial

calmly, immediately became unsettled, looking at each other in disbelief. Some children even couldn’t help asking:

ones were Pang Yan and Du Ze, their

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