Wu Youyou had reached out to grab the little girl but missed, leaving her slightly stunned.
Although the strike had no power behind it, with her A-grade skills, even an ordinary adult wouldn't have easily dodged it, let alone this seemingly 11-or-12-year-old girl who evaded effortlessly.
If it wasn't a fluke, there was only one explanation, the girl was definitely not as simple as she appeared.
Wu Youyou, though initially clouded by anger, was by no means stupid. On the contrary, having attained an A-level at the age of eighteen, even with the help of her father, Wu Kunpeng, also had a lot to do with her own aptitude and perseverance.
Wu Youyou's eyes swiftly scanned the room. When she saw the luxurious hall around her and the antiques worth hundreds of millions beside her, she came fully to her senses. This was not her home or the Kunpeng Martial Arts Academy where she could do as she pleased; it was a mansion in Hua Country's premier metropolis, belonging to Mr. Chu.
