"Head Instructor, that damn eunuch has gone far, and he doesn't have the wind-aided ears to hear us."
The head instructor of the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall, Yue Songtao, glanced at his old comrade: "Be careful, for walls have ears, and within this martial arts hall, you never know who might be the spy planted by our enemies."
After speaking, Yue Songtao twisted his body and walked into the martial arts hall, leading his comrade to a sparring field within the hall: "Come, spar with me for a bit."
The sparring field was empty and open all around, with no one in sight at the moment.
"Head Instructor, is this still our martial arts hall, where we have to hold back even the words we want to say? When will these days end?"
Yue Songtao sparred with his comrade, practicing Tai Chi push hands.
