A car stopped in front of the entrance to the Red Falcon Fist gym at 3:30 p.m. The car’s rear passenger door opened, and a young girl with tea-green hair stepped out, dressed in a simple all-white outfit. Honed through years of physical training, her figure was strikingly elegant. She had a noticeably pinched waist, and a proud, upright posture. Her delicate, fair features carried an inexplicable air of gentleness.0

This was Feng Liusi's granddaughter, Neve.0

The door on the driver's side also opened, revealing a man in his forties who bore a slight resemblance to Neve. His robust physique and commanding presence were accentuated by the brown stubble covering his face. To further emphasize his identity as a martial artist, he wore a tight-fitting martial artist's uniform. This was Luen, Neve's father and the current sect master of Red Falcon Fist.0

The two made their way into the gym, where the disciples greeted them weakly, reflecting the somewhat despondent atmosphere. As they walked further into the gym, they were approached by a man who seemed to be older than Luen. His eyes revealed his fatigue, and he had a wry smile on his face.0

"Sect master, they came again. This time, it was the second core disciple of Evil Eye Fist. Three of our disciples went up and all three lost, including the second core disciple, Chris," said Carlo, the second elder responsible for managing the Red Falcon Fist headquarters.0

Luen sighed deeply. Evil Eye Fist and other powerful forces had almost entirely stopped hiding their intentions in the last half month. They had been sending core...0