After resting at the inn for a day, the three of them went nowhere. First, they needed proper rest; second, they wanted to avoid running into Eastern Depot people again and causing more trouble.
"Young Master, dinner is ready."
The waiter delivered the food to the room. Xiaoxiao and Ping'er set out their utensils and called Jiang Hao over to eat. Jiang Hao sat by the window, staring at the sky, deeply absorbed in thought. In a daze, he sat down at the table and picked up his chopsticks. Just as he was about to take some food, something seemed to occur to him. His hand suddenly moved, and he began using the chopsticks to practice sword forms.
Ping'er looked at her sister. Xiaoxiao immediately shook her head, signaling her not to disturb Young Master. The two sat there watching Jiang Hao continuously wield his chopsticks. Time passed second by second. No one knew how long it had been when a smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Hao's face, and he emerged from his practice.
"Why aren't you two eating?" Jiang Hao asked.
"How could we dare eat before Young Master? Judging by your expression, did you gain something?" Xiaoxiao asked.
"I did gain something. I feel that my swordsmanship has improved quite a bit and has reached minor mastery. But I've still seen too few Martial Arts techniques. If I had another three to five hundred manuals to study and deduce together, I should be able to achieve major mastery," Jiang Hao said with a smile.
Xiaoxiao raised her wine cup. "Then Ping'er and I will toast Young Master together. We wish Young Master an early achievement of great divine skill."
Hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Jiang Hao found them a little strange. "Achievement of great divine skill... Why does that make