"This..." Chen Yuanyuan showed signs of being tempted, but she was still hesitant. In her view, these cultivation postures were simply too shameful.
Song Qingshu saw her hesitation and decided to add fuel to the fire. "Sister Yuanyuan, once you master this martial art, your inner strength alone will place you among the first-rate experts of the martial world. Not only can you learn the art of preserving your youth, but you'll also gain the ability to protect yourself. Then you and A'ke can roam the world with swords in hand, free and unrestrained. You'll never again have to accept a fate of being manipulated by others."
Chen Yuanyuan was finally persuaded. Eternal youth was certainly tempting, but how could it compare to true freedom? All these years, she had been forced to follow others' arrangements because she had no ability to resist. If she possessed sufficient strength, not only she but A'ke as well could be freed.
"Fine, I'll learn it!" Chen Yuanyuan's gaze became resolute.
"Your room or mine?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
"Huh?" Chen Yuanyuan did not react at first. "Why do we need to go to a room?"
Song Qingshu spread his hands. "You're not planning to practice here, are you?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked around. Leaving aside the fact that this was the main hall and someone could come by at any time, the feast had just ended, and the table was littered with leftovers. The air was thick with the smell of wine. Women were naturally fond of cleanliness; this really was not a suitable place to practice martial arts.
"I'll go back to my room and practice on my own. I won't trouble you," Chen Yuanyuan said softly. What a joke. These cultivation postures were shameful enough already. If a man watched