After stepping across the doorsill himself, Cao Chengli turned to the young lady and said, "Pardon me, but please lead with your right leg when stepping across the doorsill."
Bai Ruanqing was confused.
"This is a rule set by our Young Master. I hope for your understanding," Cao Chengli said earnestly.
Bai Ruanqing was really bewildered by this ludicrous sounding rule. She could not tell if this middle-aged man was making fun of her or not. In the end, though, she did not go against this rule for fear of displeasing her Senior Uncle, so she made sure to step across the doorsill with her right foot.
Upon entering the courtyard, she saw a young man practicing his swordsmanship. The ground around him was drenched with sweat, indicating that he had been practicing for a very long time.
"This swordsmanship…" Bai Ruanqing looked at the young man's movements from afar for a moment, and her body could not help but stiffen.
