Guo Juli had always been a big eater, and after training in martial arts with Wang Yue, she ate even more. Whenever she wasn't training or working, she never stopped stuffing her mouth. Right now, she was eating like a little hamster, her cheeks bulging.
When she heard her young lady say that, she worried Mu Zhuohua and Wang Yue would think she was someone who only ate and never worked. She hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, then said excitedly, "Miss, my Big Hammer is solid now. It used to be hollow."
Mu Zhuohua knew what the silly girl was worried about, so she quickly soothed her, saying, "Juli is the best." Once she had comforted Guo Juli, she hesitantly asked, "A Yue, what about me? Do I have to swing a big hammer like Juli when I learn martial arts? Could I practice swordplay instead?"
Wang Yue had originally planned to wait until after Mu Zhuohua's metropolitan examination before teaching her martial arts. But now that she wanted to start early, of course he had no reason to refuse.
After all, they had money now, so Mu Zhuohua could use the medicinal baths he'd prepared for Guo Juli, too. Even if she couldn't develop inner strength, they would still improve her health.
So he readily replied, "When Juli takes her medicinal bath, you can get one too. You can bathe together, and then I'll teach you a sword form. How does that sound?"
Mu Zhuohua had set her mind on becoming a true scholar-warrior, so even though the medicinal baths were agonizing every day, she endured them.
Every day, while Guo Juli practiced with her big hammer, Mu Zhuohua began training with a sword. Wang Yue sat off to the side, playing the guzheng and setting the