Yu Deyi, who had stayed behind, was utterly baffled. He asked, "Uncle Qu, why are you treating him so well? You even let him borrow the Martial Arts Hall's fist manuals as he pleased?"
Third Master Qu smiled. "Have you ever looked through the Martial Arts Hall's fist manuals?"
Yu Deyi said, "I haven't."
Third Master Qu asked again, "Then why haven't you looked at them?"
Yu Deyi said curiously, "Why would I read fist manuals? Aren't there masters at the Martial Arts Hall to teach us? If I studied a fist manual myself and got something wrong, it could be a matter of life and death in a match. Ah, I understand now, Uncle Qu. As they say, old ginger is spicier—you gave Zhang Xiaohu a useless fist manual as a favor for nothing."
Third Master Qu smiled. "That's right, Deyi. You need to think more carefully about everything. Don't always read only what is written on the surface. I brought Zhang Xiaohu from being a caravan hand into the Martial Arts Hall because I intended to win him over. By doing his younger brother this favor, he will naturally remember my kindness. Besides, how could someone without any foundation like him possibly learn profound Internal Energy Cultivation Methods after entering the Martial Arts Hall? Wouldn't he still have to follow me?"
Yu Deyi also smiled. "I understand, Uncle Qu. If he listens to you, you will teach him profound Internal Energy Cultivation Methods. Otherwise, you can simply find someone to teach him an ordinary method. In any case, any Internal Energy Cultivation Method is something far beyond his reach."
Third Master Qu smiled smugly and praised him. "You are teachable. But you still missed two points. First, whether it is a profound Internal Energy Cultivation Method or an