Madam Tang Li peeled a tangerine as she listened to Philomina's account, but every segment went into her own mouth. She did not offer the girl a single piece.
When Old Delong looked at Philomina, it was like seeing his wife in her youth. Madam Tang Li would never admit that the girl resembled her, but that did not stop her from disliking "herself."
Many people in this world would shudder if they imagined having to become family with someone exactly like themselves and live together.
After hearing the account, Madam Tang Li nodded. "In that case, it was only reasonable that you got knocked flat this time."
Philomina closed her eyes.
Madam Tang Li continued, "Let's keep taking our walks. I'll tell you some things from my younger days."
If their previous walks had simply been lessons in combat techniques, then these words meant that she would now begin passing on her experience.
Philomina opened her eyes at this. Clearly, she was tempted.
She disliked Madam Tang Li, just as Madam Tang Li disliked her;
but that did not stop her from wanting to learn from Madam Tang Li, nor did it stop Madam Tang Li from wanting to teach her.
"To put it plainly, you simply haven't seen enough. But that isn't your fault. If anyone's to blame, it's your grandmother for always keeping you at home. I'll tell you about the opponents I encountered back then. It'll be a chance to reminisce about my youth, too."
With that, Madam Tang Li stood up. Just then, Old Delong returned after arranging the ward transfer.
Madam Tang Li still decided to keep certain things from her husband. Although he had changed considerably lately, especially in his attitude toward his family, he had only just been promoted to bishop. This