I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Meng Junwei: "..."

He quickly changed the subject: "The elevator is open."

"I also practiced kendo when I was a kid, but it was too hard and not suitable for me."

As Kim Ha-na entered the elevator, she continued, "If it were you, my husband, it would have been easier to win."

"I don't have that ability." Meng Junwei was slightly embarrassed.

"Remember that time when you had a rear-end collision and a conflict with someone? You fought three people by yourself and didn't lose. How difficult is it to win a pheasant race?" A hint of pride appeared on Kim Ha-na's face.

He then looked at the gate guard beside him and said with a sense of superiority: "Chen Yongxiao, when will you let Junwei take you to the gym? In terms of professionalism, he has been practicing fitness for ten years, so he is definitely more professional than you."

"Uh." Chen Jiajun said casually.

"Yongxiao, if you have any questions about fitness, you can ask me. I am quite knowledgeable. But for other things, don't listen to Hena's nonsense..." Meng Junwei hissed before he finished speaking.

"Who are you calling nonsense?" Kim Ha-na twisted the man's arm hard.

The elevator slowly rose. In the small space, Jin Ha Na stared at the wooden sword again and again: "Hey, your wooden sword looks quite advanced. It shouldn't be. Can you let me see it?"

"The elevator is here." Chen Jiajun refused lightly.

He waited for the elevator to open and walked out directly with the wooden sword in hand.

Want to see it? No way!

……

Before the door was closed, Jin Ha Na said with a little temper: "It's just a broken wooden sword, what's so great about it? I don't want to look at it, so who cares?"

"Why say those things to offend others for no reason? In the end, you get angry with yourself." Meng Junwei quickly closed the door, a look of helplessness flashing across his face.

"Why should I be angry with a gatekeeper?" Kim Ha-na lay down on the sofa indifferently and started playing with her cell phone.

After browsing for a while, a piece of news ranked in the top ten of the hot searches suddenly caught her eye: Kendo master Quan Xiuxian vomited blood after being beaten by a young man.

"Have I come to blows today?"

If it were in the past, Kim Ha-na might not have clicked on such news, but the unpleasant scene just now made her unable to help but click on it out of curiosity.

This morning, at the Heshan Kendo Gym in Gangnam District, Seoul, head instructor Quan Xiuxian was provoked by a young man and decided to teach him a lesson. The outcome was shocking. Quan Xiuxian's title of Kendo Master was undeserved, and he was defeated by the young man, vomiting blood and fainting...

Kim Ha-na had also heard of the name Kwon Soo-hyun, who was a famous swordsman in the capital.

I couldn't wait to open the video in the news, and the voice coming into the video followed me: Master Quan, I think you need to study history...

Jin Ha Na looked at it intently, and her expression changed completely:

Why is it him!!

Her eyes widened as she saw that the young man who was arguing with Quan Xiuxian in the video was the guy who lived next door... and was guarding the gate.

Impossible, he should be just a small fry. There must be someone else fighting with Quan Xiuxian later.

Kim Ha-na convinced herself and continued watching the video.

"He's quite stubborn. He doesn't admit his mistakes and even dares to talk back... What are you talking about? Our nation stole the culture of the Dragon Country. What a despicable guy."

When she heard a group of people angrily clamoring to teach Chen Yongxiao a lesson, she suddenly felt a little happy.

I couldn't help but say, "Wait for a beating."

"Hena, who was beaten?" asked Meng Junwei who was cooking.

"The guy next door."

"Who?" Meng Junwei was stunned and pricked up his ears. "There's no movement outside?"

"I'm talking about the video." Kim Ha-na felt a little regretful when she saw Kwon Soo-hyun suppressing the angry crowd, but if she taught him a lesson personally, the man surnamed Chen would still be beaten.

"What video?"

"This guy next door is on the news."

"Let me take a look." Meng Junwei was immediately interested and walked over quickly. Seeing the scene in the video, a look of surprise crossed his face. "It's true, but there aren't many people watching in the venue. It looks like it's just like you said before, a small-scale outdoor game."