On the early morning of the next day, under the watchful eyes of the Yang Family, Yang Fan left the small courtyard.
It seemed as if he had returned to his school days. The difference was that back then, he carried a schoolbag and his master would just throw a sentence at him to hurry up and leave, immediately returning to his own affairs.
Whether on Earth or the Nine Heavens Continent, human nature is the same.
All parents wish for their children to excel, and Yang Fan kept reminding himself that he would not let the Yang Family down.
At the Yang Family training ground, a large group of people had already arrived early.
By the time Yang Fan arrived, dozens of people had already begun practicing martial arts.
As he walked over, various murmured discussions accompanied him.
The discussions were nothing but about how impressive and extraordinary this guy was. The way they looked at him was definitely as if they were looking at a monster.
