In the elegant chamber of the inn, the young man slightly shook his head after listening:
"Old affairs from so many years ago, how could I remember them clearly."
Seeing his reluctance to admit, the woman's smile widened: "How could you not remember? It's clearly because you look down on his mediocre swordsmanship and refuse to admit having instructed him."
"All these years you've been harsh with your disciples, and just as strict with outsiders, even if it's just a few words."
"Senior Brother is really caring about his reputation."
The young man couldn't help but laugh, "What reputation? I'm just following our Master's example."
He then critiqued:
"Mo Hua Gula's swordsmanship back in the day was a complete mess; I told him to simplify the complexity, but I didn't expect him to take another extreme path."
"However..."
"The wine he sent is indeed a fine brew."
"When he arrives in Hengyang, I'll give him a few moves of swordsmanship according to his style."
