Juyingtang is not too big, about 200 square meters.

There were many tables and chairs scattered around inside, and dozens of students wearing uniforms were whispering to each other.

Among them are the students who appeared in the pond pavilion before.

"Um?"

When Jun Changxiao walked in, everyone turned to look at him with surprise.

"Master Chu."

Someone whispered: "Why is he here?"

"snort."

Young Master Chu put his legs on the table and raised the corners of his mouth with slight disdain.

The lazy young man sitting next to him, who seemed to have never woken up, grinned: "Master Jun, why are you here at Juyingtang?"

"Teach you martial arts."

Jun Changxiao stood on the podium with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the students present, especially when he saw Young Master Chu with his legs resting on the table, looking carefree, and thought to himself: "This should be a thorn in the side."

"Teach us martial arts?"

The students in Juying Hall suddenly laughed.

"Your Majesty."

Mr. Chu said calmly: "Although you are very strong, you may not be qualified to teach us."

"Please, classmate, please put your legs down first and put your hands on the table." Jun Chang said with a smile.

Mr. Chu said proudly: "This is what I like to do..."

brush!

Jun Changxiao appeared in front of him, grabbed his collar with his big hands, and slammed it to the ground with a bang.

This sudden move was too quick.

The students of Juyingtang didn't catch it at all. When they saw Young Master Chu being pushed to the ground, they were all stunned.

"Boy."

Jun Changxiao said with a cold look: "The first lesson I will teach you today is how to respect your teacher."

"You..." Young Master Chu's eyes were filled with anger.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao lifted him up, threw him away, and hit the wall hard. Then he glanced at the stunned students and said in a deep voice: "Remember, when you talk to me, the first thing you say is "Cang"...
Chapter completed!