"Sis is still holding bamboo. If this were a real sword, just think about it—wouldn't the enemy be stabbed clean through?"
444's mouth twitched. "Host, did you have to put it so bloodily?"
Little Haozi thought it over carefully, then nodded with a serious expression. "Definitely."
He actually wanted to add that with such incredible strength, she wouldn't just stab them through. She might even string several people together like candied haws.
"Sis, you... when did you learn martial arts?"
Little Haozi looked up at his sister with an expression of worship.
At that moment, his sister's image suddenly grew tremendously in his heart.
"When Sis was little, I discovered that I was especially strong, so I started training myself. Later, I happened to find this manual and practiced according to its instructions."
Su Qiao reached into her clothes and pulled out the small manual she had prepared beforehand.
"And then you became this powerful?"
Little Haozi's eyes shone as he stared at the blue-covered manual in her hand and swallowed.
"Sis, I want to learn too. I want to become as powerful as you. I'm going to fight enemies and become a general someday. Will you teach me?"
Su Qiao deliberately furrowed her brows as if troubled. "But once you start learning this, you can't stop. You'll have to keep at it forever."
Little Haozi immediately said, "I'm not afraid of hardship."
Su Qiao pondered solemnly for quite a while, then nodded firmly. "All right. Since you want to learn, I'll teach you."
"But you can't tell anyone about this—not even Father and Mother, or Grandfather and Grandmother. Understand?"
Little Haozi was just about to cheer.
"Why not?"
"Take a look at the back of this manual."
Su Qiao opened the blue-covered manual and pointed to the final two