"Cousin, I'm tired from training. Let's go back." Jiang Yiyi walked over and said to Jiang Ping'an.
Hearing Jiang Yiyi's timely rescue, Jiang Ping'an immediately went along with it and apologized to the two female students before him. "Junior Sisters, I'm sorry, but it's getting late. Let's talk another day."
With that, he ignored their reactions, clasped his hands, and left.
He could handle the two female students competing to seek his guidance, but many students around them had already stopped training to watch. That made him realize he had to know when to stop.
On the way back to the residence after leaving the Martial Arts Field, Jiang Yiyi could not help saying, "Cousin, you need to be careful. Those female students have ulterior motives."
"Surely not?" Jiang Ping'an said dismissively. "They sincerely wanted guidance. Besides, I like helping others."
Who could refuse Martial Skills delivered right to their door?
A High-grade Martial Skill was immensely valuable, even one of the most important foundations of an ordinary family.
If he built a good reputation, someone might use a Supreme Martial Skill to seek his guidance in the future. Then he would strike it rich.
Seeing that Jiang Ping'an would not listen, Jiang Yiyi gave a soft snort. "Anyway, this is what my aunt taught me: when girls go out, they must protect themselves."
Jiang Ping'an turned a deaf ear to his cousin's advice and said, "Tomorrow morning, I'll continue accompanying you to the Martial Arts Field to train."
Jiang Yiyi could not help rolling her eyes at Jiang Ping'an. You really are my dear cousin. I can't even be bothered exposing your real intentions.
That morning, Jiang Ping'an did not go to the Spell Pavilion to read the introductions to Supreme Spells. Instead, following the requirements of the Taiwu