"Father, do you want to step in personally?"
Whether it's Kondo or the other apprentices sitting around the edge of the dojo, they all looked surprised when Zhouzhu raised the bamboo sword towards Aoto.
"Hohoho... I haven't really moved around in a long time." Zhouzhu twisted his shoulders, "Recently, I accompanied your mother back to her family home, it exhausted me to death; my shoulders and waist are still stiff even now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhouzhu immediately seemed to realize something, quickly looking around.
After confirming he didn't see his wife's figure, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then continued to speak:
"Right now, in the sword dojo, there happens to be a new apprentice whose swordsmanship I've yet to witness myself."
"So, it's just the right chance for a double win—testing the newcomer's strength while working out this stiff shoulder and waist of mine."
Saying this, Zhouzhu raised his eyebrows at Aoto.
