Gu Jiaojiao hung up on Su Shuochi, took a delightful soak in her spiritual spring, and let out a few contented hums.
Then she forced herself to rally, practicing her martial arts for half an hour. Her skills hadn't yet reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Although she could easily fight off twenty-some thugs today, a result of her tireless efforts, what if she faced even more enemies one day?
'I can't let my guard down. I have to practice every single day, no matter how late it gets.'
In her previous life, she had learned various self-defense skills from a young age. Later, she often flew internationally and encountered riots many times.
So she had also studied hand-to-hand combat, karate, and taekwondo. Those advanced skills had been honed through life-and-death situations.
In the six months since she'd arrived here, she'd already run into thugs several times, even facing their weapons bare-handed.
It made her feel like she was getting stronger and stronger!
