Ziluo was still young, so she could learn some martial arts first to protect herself.
"Madam, can I learn?" Nenya asked softly.
"Sure. Only then will I be at ease when you go out with Ziluo in the future," Ye Muyu said gently.
Nenya quickly bowed and thanked Ye Muyu.
The eyes on her delicate face were filled with joy.
"Mother," Chu Ziluo was confused. "Didn't they say that girls should be gentle and sensible? Girls shouldn't go out and fight, right?"
"Mother told you to learn martial arts, not to go out and fight." The back of Ye Muyu's hand still hurt a little. She placed it on her thigh and waited for the ointment to seep into her skin and take effect.
She gave Chu Ziluo a gentle example. "Let me give you an example. Look, if someone comes to our house and says something unpleasant, you can refute it if you don't want to hear it."
"But what if they're thick-skinned and don't want to leave, or reach out to take your jewelry?"
