C34 Pickled Pig Hand on Bus!

The next day, Tang Chuan still woke up early. After a round of Four Divisions Fist, his forehead was beaded with sweat. At some point, Zhou Dufu had been standing at the door, watching Tang Chuan withdraw his fist.

Tang Chuan had long since noticed that old man Zhou was watching him practice. He turned around and smiled at the old man