The morning mist had yet to fully dissipate, carrying the unique chilly moisture of Qingjian City.
A considerable crowd had already gathered in front of the antique vermilion doors of the Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall.
They were mostly men and women of all ages in sportswear or casual attire, their faces filled with curiosity, inquiry, and a hint of barely detectable skepticism.
"Hey, do you guys think this Chenfeng Martial Arts Hall is really as magical as the advertisements claim? Something about 'ancient technique inheritance, strengthening body and bones, unleashing potential'? Sounds quite mysterious!"
A middle-aged man in a plaid shirt and glasses pushed up his frames, his tone full of doubt.
