On the street, two people walked side by side.
Upon hearing Jiang Shouzhong mention his desire to find a martial skill to cultivate, Li Nanshuang's brilliant smile turned into a peculiar expression.
"Still not giving up, huh?"
Li Nanshuang didn't mock him, but said helplessly, "Though hard work can compensate for lack of talent, cultivation really depends highly on innate aptitude."
She had advised him before and extinguished his dream of becoming a hero who wandered Jianghu with a sword.
Mediocre aptitude means little use even after a hundred years of practice.
Although he trusted this superior greatly, Jiang Shouzhong had no plans to reveal the secret of the Taoist "River Map". Smiling, he said, "I just want to try; it doesn't matter if I succeed."
"The problem is that I don't have any martial skills suitable for you."
