"Be careful." Qin Qingrong rolled her eyes, and helped her squat down to check and collect herbs, and said:

"You are not good at your body, it's too weak!"

"Uh..." Mo Qiu smiled awkwardly, paused, and asked curiously:

"Senior sister, was that... a martial arts master?"

"Yes." Qin Qingrong put away the herbs, patted her hands and stood up, and said with a hint of boldness:

"The Shadow Sword I practiced was taught by my grandfather himself. Otherwise, would you think that Qingnang Pharmacy could gain a foothold here by relying solely on medical skills?"

"Shadow Sword?" Mo Qiu's eyes lit up.

"Don't think so much." Qin Qingrong naturally understood Mo Qiu's meaning, waved her hand and said:

“Apprentices cannot learn.”

"But if you can go to the school like Senior Brother Wei and officially join your father's disciple, you can also learn."

"so……"

She stepped forward, patted Mo Qiu's shoulder with an old temper, and said, "Learn medical skills hard!"
Chapter completed!