Inside the house,
Jiang Ning and Wang Jin were sitting opposite each other.
A charcoal stove warmed a jug of wine, and a faint fragrance of alcohol wafted through the air.
On the table were several dishes to accompany the wine.
After taking their first sip, Wang Jin asked, "How has your martial arts progressed recently?"
Jiang Ning replied, "I've made some small progress."
"Come, give me a hand!" Wang Jin said as he stretched out his right hand.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but smile helplessly, knowing that Wang Jin was testing his strength.
But even with this knowledge, he couldn't refuse.
After all, his martial arts skills had been taught by Wang Jin.
Wang Jin was also the only master he had formally acknowledged.
The next moment,
Jiang Ning also extended his right hand.
Their arms immediately met in resistance.
"Don't hold back!" Wang Jin said seriously.
"Understood!" Jiang Ning nodded.
As the words fell,
Wang Jin immediately began to exert force.
