"I told Sister Ju Mumio before that I wanted to learn martial arts from her, but she disagreed."
In the car, Su Xiaoya spoke weakly, helplessly pouting and feeling very despondent.
"What did she say?"
Zhang Su asked absentmindedly.
"She said the martial arts she knows are part of the Ju Clan's heritage and can't be taught easily to others. She also said my foundation is too weak, so even if I wanted to learn, I couldn't."
Su Xiaoya twirled her fingers, appearing very anxious. Am I really that bad?
"Heh..." Zhang Su chuckled lightly and said, "It's true your foundation is weak. When she fights, she looks soft and light, but the core strength required is extremely demanding. As for the Ju Clan heritage, that's just nonsense. Once you're in my camp, you can't keep things to yourself!"
It wasn't just Su Xiaoya; Zhang Su had thought about it when he saw Ju Mumio fighting. Not only did he want to learn himself, but he also wanted more core members to train!
