Hu Xiaotian said, "If you force yourself on me, I'll have no choice but to bite my tongue off and kill myself."
The old beggar chuckled. "Quite the fiercely chaste young man! This old beggar may be lecherous, but I'm not so hungry I'll eat anything, much less force anyone into it. Get up first."
Hu Xiaotian sat up with his hand over his mouth and hastily scooted backward. Have I offended some unlucky star? How could I be so unlucky as to run into an old pervert? Apparently, being born with a pretty young face meant danger lurked everywhere.
The old beggar said, "That technique you used to climb the tree just now was the Golden Spider Eight Steps, wasn't it?"
Hu Xiaotian nodded. The old beggar was knowledgeable enough to recognize the origins of his technique at a glance.
The old beggar shrugged and said disdainfully, "The Golden Spider Eight Steps is a decent footwork technique. It'll do for scaling walls and slipping into houses, but on level ground? Heh, it's not much use."
Hu Xiaotian said, "Then what footwork is good on level ground?" He still had his mouth covered, making his voice muffled.
The old beggar said, "When it comes to techniques for running for your life, nobody under heaven beats us beggars. How about I teach you a footwork technique for escaping?"
Hu Xiaotian blinked. Since when did such good fortune fall into anyone's lap? What was the old beggar plotting now? Surely he wasn't about to demand something outrageous again? If he wanted a kiss in exchange for teaching him the footwork, that was out of the question. I, Hu Xiaotian, am not that easy.
The old beggar said, "You're too slow on your feet. It's no fun at all. I'll teach you some