Baili Xia knew what he was thinking, but she didn't care.
After all, Brother's perception of her was not going to change anytime soon.
She was not inclined to put effort into something that couldn't be changed.
"I want to become stronger." She looked at Mu Xiaoyao and said resolutely.
"Brother, can you train me? I want to be like Leng Yu, with good physical condition and proficiency."
"You?" Mu Xiaoyao cast her a glance.
It wasn't that he deliberately wanted to discourage her, but he simply wasn't optimistic.
"You know how many years Leng Yu has been trained by Uncle? You know how good her physical constitution is?"
"With you, even if I gave you thirty years, you wouldn't be able to reach her current level."
"I don't care, I don't necessarily have to beat her, I just want to be stronger."
She walked over to him, looked at him, her gaze still sincere.
"I just want to be stronger, strong enough to not drag down Uncle."
