"This matter started with a classmate of mine, who taught me this technique. Unfortunately, besides me, no one else in our family can master it."
As Ji Yiran spoke of this, her eyes were filled with disappointment.
And Ye Fei was quite surprised.
Interesting, indeed.
He had thought that the Ji Family was a family of Ancient Martial Artists.
Who would have thought that it was only Ji Yiran?
And because of a classmate, no less.
Ye Fei inwardly smiled bitterly, but at the same time, he was curious about Ji Yiran's classmate.
"I've asked about everything I need to, so now I'll answer a few of your questions. The medicine I gave you is a special kind designed to treat injuries caused by Ancient Martial Artists."
"As for the rest, better not to ask, it won't do you any good to know. Also, it's best to keep your identity as an Ancient Martial Artist hidden, and even if it's exposed, don't show off."
Ye Fei's response made Ji Yiran still somewhat curious.
