Chapter 136 - Disciple? (1/2)

Wang Ming followed Xiao Qiang out from the center. The street outside had cleared up now. There were still people having mock fights, but now most of the fake martial artists had left. Probably finding other crowded places to keep earning money.

He thought that Xiao Qiang would care when they walked past the two women fighting in skimpy clothing, but he didn't seem bothered at all but just walked past them. After he was sure that the women or anyone affiliated with them couldn't hear, Wang Ming asked Xiao Qiang. ”Don't you feel bothered that they're misrepresenting martial arts?”

Xiao Qiang didn't look bothered at all, he just laughed and answered. ”You young ones just do whatever you want. Even though they show off martial arts, they aren't truly representing marital arts. Just let them do what they want anyway, they just want to earn money. Who am I to judge? Maybe they don't want to do it, but the job feeds their families.”

He then waved his hand to Wang Ming and started walking.

Wang Ming wanted to ask why they just didn't take a taxi or drive a car. But after following Xiao Qiang for 15 minutes, he finally understood why. They had entered a part of Liaoling city Wang Ming had never been to ever before, the slums. There are other smaller slum areas in Liaoling city, but this is the biggest one of all slum areas in Liaoling city would probably not even equal to half the size of this place. Therefore, it's also called the slum.

The slums aren't lawless but the police have less control over what happens in the slums as there are just too many people and the streets in the slums makes it hard for the police to patrol. Luckily they won't do anything too crazy in the streets though it happens sometimes, most criminal acts happen behind closed doors.

Wang Ming felt curious about why Xiao Qiang's Martial Uncle would live here, especially since Xiao Qiang is not only rich but powerful. ”Senior, are you sure we are at the right place? Why would a martial arts genius live here?”

Xiao Qiang just sighed and said. ”It's here, I've been here a few times. Like I said, my Martial Uncle is peculiar he likes to live here. I've offered multiple times to buy him a house, but he's never agreed last time he even scolded me.”

Wang Ming wasn't sure if someone living in a place like this could teach him anything good. But Wang Ming stopped that train of thought the moment he realized what he was thinking. He slapped himself hard on the t.h.i.g.hs, which made a loud sound scaring Xiao Qiang who thought someone had shot a pistol.

He couldn't believe his own thoughts why would he think like that? Even though he grew up in a wealthy family, his conditions haven't been the best at all. The last few years after that incident, he had also lived in a slum area. If Aunt Fu and his women didn't think negatively about that, then why should he? Just because someone lives in the slums doesn't mean they're bad or aren't talented. Wang Ming felt ashamed that he even had those horrible thoughts in his head.

Following Xiao Qiang further down the streets, Wang Ming realized that the streets here are even worse than where he lived. Most of the streets weren't straight, there were multiple rocks and water puddles in it, which made walking harder. Not even this: some streets were too narrow, which meant that if someone walked on the other side, they had to walk sideways to fit. Luckily there aren't many fat people in the slums, else it would have been a big problem.