"What is Young Master Shen looking at?"
Gongshu Wu had noticed early on that Shen Tang's gaze at him held both surprise and envy. A rare smile appeared on his haggard face.
Caught red-handed, Shen Tang awkwardly withdrew her gaze.
"Cough, cough. I've realized that you're really tall, Warrior Gongshu." Of the four present, she was the shortest. Even Zhai Le stood more than half a head taller than her. Shen Tang had to tilt her head up whenever she spoke to anyone, which was rather uncomfortable. She humbly sought advice. "Is there any secret to growing taller quickly?"
It would be even better if there were some secret manual for building muscles.
Those muscles, tempered through horizontal training, clearly contained powerful explosive strength. Even ordinary cloth robes could not conceal them, making others envious at the sight.
If she had an impressive height and muscles powerful enough to punch someone's brains out, every idiot in the world would consciously speak with civility and manners whenever they saw her.
Qi Shan: "..."
Zhai Le let out an unrestrained snort of laughter.
Gongshu Wu was initially taken aback, but then a trace of relaxed smile appeared on his face. Glancing at the Literary Heart Sigil at Shen Tang's waist, he tactfully said, "Young Master Shen is still young. In a few more years, you'll shoot up quickly."
Shen Tang asked, "No trick at all?"
"No trick."
Aside from a very few exceptions, most Martial Gall Warriors were larger and stronger than ordinary men. Only a powerful physique could wield powerful strength. If one's body could not withstand the power brought by Martial Gall, they would fail to kill their enemies and instead injure themselves.
Martial Gall itself was the best trick.
Unfortunately, the young master was a Literary Scholar.
Shen Tang: