Wan Jia glared at him. She pulled her hands from him and moved back. With all her strength, she rained a succession of punches towards him, all of which he dodged before he gripped her hands together.
He looked at her with a smile. "Your strength has increased slightly."
"Really?" she probably didn't mind the last word and her eyes lit up.
The man was not stingy with his compliment. "Hmm. You made me use 1% of my strength."
Wan Jia glared at him furiously. Making him use 1% was considered improving? Was he trying to say that the other times she didn't make him use any strength at all? Just how weak was he trying to say she was?
Fine, he was Lu Aotian. "Thanks for the compliment. My trainer taught me well."
Small Xing couldn't hear their conversation properly but when the madam glanced in his direction, he knew it was something about him.
The battle continued. After being complimented, she was motivated and showed even more improvement.
