Wang Jingyuan was stunned into silence. A real, powerful chief was offering to teach her martial arts? Was she dreaming? Seeing her expression, Luo Qingye hastily added, "You have great potential. You can easily become one of the top martial artists in the sector."
"Really? Me?" Wang Jingyuan couldn't believe her ears. She rushed over to sit next to Luo Qingye. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. What, do you not believe the chief of Xuanyan Sect?" Luo Qingye acted like he was a little miffed.
"Of course I believe you, but…" Wang Jingyuan thought of a bunch of problems with his offer. "I don't have any foundational knowledge. It's going to take years of practice, and you said earlier that—" She stopped herself from saying that he was going to die in a few days. That wasn't nice to mention, she decided. She didn't want him to die, nor did she want to remind him of the inevitable. Luo Qingye read her mind and chuckled quietly.
