Wilbur was excited and reached out his hand to grab Henry's shoulders. "Do you want to see the ancient martial arts be destroyed? Everyone used to have the Qi, but now it has become a legend. In a hundred years, will the ancient martial arts become a legend?"
Henry shook off Wilbur's hand and strode toward the entrance of the stone cave. "There won't be such a day."
Wilbur strode after Henry. Just as he was about to speak, Henry glared at him again.
Henry's eyes were like a sharp knife, piercing Wilbur's heart, making him swallow back what he was about to say.
In the dim tunnel, Henry looked straight at Wilbur. "Do you know? If I hadn't known the relationship between you and Old Master Lu, I would have killed you based on what you just said!"
Wilbur was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something. He lowered his head and said, "I was rude."
"All right, let's go." Henry waved his hand. "First, let's figure out who the people hiding behind the curtains are and what their purpose is."
After Henry finished speaking, he went back to the tunnel and returned to the ground.
After leaving the cemetery, Wilbur didn't say a word. The two went back to the Zhu family's house first and also arrived at dinner time. Wilbur had already ordered people to prepare wine and vegetables. There were many kinds of dishes and small quantities of them. A bottle of good wine was enough. In this way, they wouldn't waste food.
Wilbur did not ask his juniors to accompany them. Wilbur was very clear that the descendants of the Zhu Family were not qualified to have dinner with Henry at the same table.
Henry's arrival did not disturb too many people of the Zhu family. Except for a few people who knew that the Zhu family had a distinguished guest, most of the others did not know about this matter.
Before the meal was over, a disciple of the branch of the Zhu family walked up to Wilbur and asked carefully, "Master, everyone is here. Is it time to start?"
Wilbur nodded and said, "Let's start."
The disciple of the Zhu family bowed and left. Then, Henry heard a loud shout coming from outside.
"Start!"
There was a burst of beating of gongs and drums.
Henry saw that many disciples of the Zhu family came out of the residential area and came to the martial arts platform. There were more than 50 young people.
Wilbur said, "This time, the Zhu family is facing a great calamity, and the disciples who are still outside have also withdrawn. Let's take this opportunity to test their skills."
Henry nodded. To put it bluntly, it was just a family competition. If one in such a family competition could achieve outstanding results, he would inevitably attract the attention of the family. These younger generations of the Zhu family were also eager to fight.
The world always belonged to the younger generation. This time, the people participating in the competition of Zhu family were all young people.
Wilbur wiped his mouth and saw that Henry had almost finished his meal, so he proposed an invitation. "Would you like to go with me? Your position is too high. For so many years, you have been separated from the younger generation, haven't you?"
Henry nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, let's have a look."
Henry and Wilbur came to the martial practise field together. When the disciples of the Zhu family saw Wilbur coming, they subconsciously straightened their bodies. At the same time, they were curious about who the young man beside the family head was.
In front of the martial arts platform, there was a viewing platform.
Henry and Wilbur sat in the middle. Many people speculated that this person might be a disciple of a big family. They came here on behalf of their elders and had a connection with the centre of the capital city. Otherwise, they would definitely not be able to sit with the family head.
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