Ye Wudao finally managed to catch a break. He had been busy running around outside for the past few days, and upon returning, he had been occupied with alchemy, which exhausted him like a dog. Fortunately, his efforts were fruitful. After a long absence, Qu Xiaoyue finally showed up in front of him. However, what she said left Ye Wudao utterly astonished.
"Ye Wudao, I want you to teach me martial arts," Qu Xiaoyue said to Ye Wudao.
With a sputtering laugh, Ye Wudao sprayed the mouthful of water he had just drunk all over the place, gaping at Qu Xiaoyue, "What did you just say?"
"I want you to teach me martial arts," Qu Xiaoyue, with her face splattered with water, stared at him awkwardly and said.
"Girl, you... sick?" Ye Wudao's expression looked incredibly strange as he spoke.
"You're the one who's sick. I want to learn martial arts."
