Qi Kang slapped his thigh, excitement flashing in his eyes. "I've got it! Why don't I speak to Master Sun and ask him to arrange a marriage between you and Yang Jing again? With Master Sun mediating, perhaps you two could still make it work."
"No!" Qi Yun hurriedly waved her hands, her cheeks reddening further. "I rejected him in front of everyone last time and already cost Master face. If we bring this up with him again, wouldn't we just be asking for a snub? Absolutely not!"
Qi Kang suggested, "Then... why don't you approach Yang Jing yourself and show him some goodwill? He has feelings for you. Even just building a connection would benefit our Qi Family."
Qi Yun shook her head like a rattle drum. "How could a young woman like me take the initiative to approach him? What would people think if word got out?"
Qi Kang sighed helplessly and resumed pacing around the room, his brows tightly knitted.
With Yang Jing's current momentum, drawing him into the Qi Family's camp would undoubtedly be an enormous boost. But finding a way to establish that connection was a thorny problem.
The front courtyard of the Sun Clan Martial Arts School, Chengping Ward.
Yang Jing was practicing the Mountain Collapse Fist with focused concentration, his Fist Wind howling and carrying dull booms as his punches tore through the air.
Every punch seemed capable of shattering mountains. The internal energy flowing through his meridians grew increasingly smooth, bringing him ever closer to peak hidden strength.
Once my Mountain Collapse Fist reaches peak hidden strength...
Yang Jing repeated the thought inwardly, his punches growing fiercer.
He encountered no bottlenecks when advancing between realms. Once he reached peak hidden strength, breaking through to transforming strength would be as natural as