The skill of a professional is known at once when he reveals his hand.
The moment Lu Bei gripped the knife, his persona drastically transformed. Previously in the guise of an innocent young man, he now resembled a sharp steel blade, radiating a chilling killing intent that sent terrifying chills down Feng Si's spine.
I've fallen into the trap.
The young chap pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger, feigning ignorance about martial arts.
There's no way Feng Si would believe that Lu Bei was heavily biased in his learning, mastering the knife technique while only knowing fist and foot skills in theory. Spiritual depth is universal in martial arts, and even if they aren't well-rounded, the gap wouldn't be heaven and earth.
Obviously, there was only one possibility.
Feng Si drew a deep breath, seeing through the truth - Lu Bei pretended to have limited martial arts skills just to draw him out.
