C933 Withered Wood Returning to Spring

After nodding at Zhang Xiaoloong, Zhou Wen started his lesson. Today's lesson was still boxing, but for Zhou Wen, he didn't want to spend too much time in class because it would affect his own cultivation.

Zhang Xiaoloong just sat there and watched the students exclaim and cheer. Just as he was about to go back to his room, his phone suddenly rang.

After a slight pause