After instructing his wife on her swordsmanship for a while, Li Nuo moved aside to rest.
Su Qing's mind was full of the sword moves she had just learned, unable to quell the itching in her heart, she paced restlessly around the table.
Seeing Li Nuo approach, she forcibly calmed her emotions, slowly sat down, picked up the teacup, and gently sipped the tea that Li Nuo had just poured.
Li Nuo, engrossed in his own tea-drinking, at some moment, Lady Mother-in-law suddenly said, "You have a natural talent for the Sword Dao, yet you lack cultivation talent, it's truly a pity. Did you comprehend those sword moves yourself?"
Although as she spoke, her gaze was fixed on an empty space, sounding more like she was talking to herself.
But this was also the first serious conversation they'd had since meeting.
Su Qing had been waiting for Li Nuo to apologize to her.
Unexpectedly, it was she who broke the ice.
Li Nuo nodded and said, "I've read a few books and figured it out myself..."
