"But I know this set of steps." Li Yang was moved, but it was hard for a good cook to cook without rice.

Just this set of footwork was inherited from this body.

Youruo said proudly: "You don't have it, I have it."

Li Yang couldn't help but look up at Youruo, questioning, "Can you teach me?"

"What's your expression?"

Youruo was very dissatisfied with Li Yang's question, "You are a gentleman, and you can pass on your family's martial arts to me generously and selflessly. Am I a villain?"

Li Yang smiled, "Do you think I am a gentleman?"

"I don't think so." Youruo naturally wouldn't admit it, but said: "But even a gentleman will not teach his family's swordsmanship to outsiders."

No matter how thick-skinned Li Yang was, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

"The so-called "selling me with wood peach and rewarding me with Qiong Yao. Since you teach me swordsmanship, I will teach you a set of leg techniques. Why don't you thank me quickly?" Youruo raised his head proudly, like a white swan showing his pride.

Li Yang stood up and gave Youruo a serious gift, "Thank you Miss Youruo"

"Yeah" Youruo almost walked out of his nose and pointed to the room.

"What does this mean?" Li Yang asked.

"Aditing to a teacher" Youruo's tone seemed to be a teacher who was disappointed.

Li Yang rolled his eyes, and all the guilt I had just left behind was thrown away, "When I taught you sword skills, I didn't ask you to become a master."

"But you have asked me to serve tea these two days," Youruo retorted.

“…”

Li Yang didn't say anything, so he slipped into the house and brought a cup of tea. Looking at Youruo, who had already grasped the style of a teacher in front of him, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"Who wants you to feed you!" The teacher's style disappeared immediately. Youruo glared at Li Yang, took the tea, and didn't drink it, and put it aside.
Chapter completed!