Huahua immediately showered her with flattery: [Host, that Thousand Years of Pain you just pulled off was so cool! It was the perfect blend of power and agility. You've already mastered it!]
Jiang Shuyue chuckled bashfully: [Oh, come on. It wasn't that good!]
Huahua was beside itself with excitement: [Did you learn that backward kick from Little Strawberry? You've perfected the donkey's rear kick in such a short time. Amazing! With wit, you can bring peace to the world through comedy; with might, you can settle heaven and earth with a slap. I knew I'd chosen the right host!]
Jiang Shuyue had absolutely no resistance to flattery. She was already floating on air, her cheeks pink as she tried her best to remain modest:
[It wasn't that good. Mostly, Little Strawberry had kicked Lan Ruoyue before. Since he was willing to teach me, of course I was willing to learn. I couldn't let Little Strawberry down.]
Chen Yong thought, I already thought Thousand Years of Pain was outrageous, but what came afterward was even worse. I thought it was some peerless martial art taught by the Marquis of Zhennan. Who knew she'd learned it from a donkey...
Zhou Sesong rushed up and kicked Liu Zhiyuan furiously.
"Playing with daggers, huh? Hands itching, huh? Begging for trouble, huh? I'll give you all the trouble you want!"
Every kick Zhou Sesong delivered was aimed at his face.
Once she figured she had mashed it up enough, she kicked him several times in the crotch.
Jiang Shuyue said earnestly, "Little Liu, if your martial arts are lousy, behave yourself. Why make a spectacle of yourself? Now look what you've done. Soon, the whole city will know that not only are you uneducated and immoral, you can't even beat a child or a young