"Shut up!" Hong Qi hastily stopped Ye Weiming's proposition, then said: "What two moves of the eighteen palm-strikes of the descending dragon you learn doesn't depend on what you want to learn, it depends on what I want to teach."
Seeing Ye Weiming's somewhat displeased expression and remembering how quickly this lad had enhanced his culinary skills, Old Beggar's expression changed again, quickly placating him: "But don't worry, this time I specifically chose two powerful moves from the eighteen palm-strikes of the descending dragon to teach you, so you don't end up using the skill in such a crafty and cunning way!"
Ye Weiming nodded and reluctantly said: "I will follow Elder Hong's arrangement."
