"Hm?"
Master Liao's expression froze.
When Chu Lingguang pulled open the door and appeared, Master Liao couldn't help but peer inside the room. He then gave an awkward laugh, wondering if his Kung Fu was declining or if he had simply drunk too much last night.
Wang Chao had prepared two gifts for Chu Lingguang.
A set of black brocade clothes.
A pair of boots.
They were for Chu Lingguang to wear while training at the academy.
That evening on the South City Canal, Chu Lingguang eagerly changed into the brocade clothes and boots Wang Chao had bought for him. He was all prepared to spend a wonderful night with one of the Canal's famous courtesans.
'After all, I'm the top ranker of the South City Martial Arts and Daoist Examinations,' he thought.
As the saying goes, beauties have a soft spot for heroes.
'My reputation must have already spread along the Canal.'
'Some fair lady is bound to throw herself into my arms.'
