"Master Zhao... where is he?"
Hua Lao Han recalled, his eyes shining with delight as he quickly asked.
Inside the tent, Hua Jin and Xiaosi both brightened up and quickly stepped out of the tent.
Master Zhao was a bit older than their father, but not by much. He had been teaching at their home for over half a year, and to be honest, Hua Jin quite liked this master.
He had a scar on his face that made him look fierce, but he was actually someone with a good temper and strong principles.
He could be said to be a clear-headed person, understanding his position well.
When not practicing martial arts, he was always welcoming with a smile, especially fond of children. But whenever it came to practice, his demeanor instantly changed, becoming very strict without any leniency.
Hua Jin was still very eager to see this master again, particularly because Master Zhao truly had some skills and was quite capable.
