By the time Zhu Liang and the two yellow-haired guys with broken legs, along with another unconscious yellow-haired guy, supported each other and left, Cultivation's parents were staring at him unrecognizingly and intently.
"Son, how did you become..." Cultivation's father, Zhu Buchun, began.
However, Zhu Buchun ultimately didn't utter those words 'we don't recognize you.'
"That's right, son, how did you become like we've never seen you before!" Although Cultivation's father, Zhu Buchun, did not say it, Cultivation's mother did.
"Hehe, mom and dad, what are you talking about? I just secretly enrolled in a martial arts class recently while working outside. I was planning to tell you, but I was afraid you would say I was wasting money again, so I didn't mention it!"
Seeing the deep confusion on his parents' faces, Cultivation recited the lines he had already prepared.
Martial arts class?
Upon hearing Cultivation say this, his parents were both surprised.
