Zhao Changhe emerged from seclusion, Ying Wu seemed to sense something, turned back and asked: "So soon? Is there something unclear that you need to ask about?"
"No, basically mastered."
Ying Wu was dumbfounded: "Basically mastered?"
"Uh, of course, to say I'm proficient, I'm definitely far behind Brother Wu."
"No, what have you mastered? What have you mastered?" Ying Wu said: "You only just secluded for an hour, this thing is space, it's space, not basic Saber Technique."
"More is useless, it must be realized through real combat."
Ying Wu: "?"
What I taught you involves real combat mysteries?
"You say this is your bridal chamber?"
"Yes."
"So is it because your bridal chamber is so fast?"
Zhao Changhe expressionless: "If it's the speed of the bridal chamber, an hour could already kill the bride. You haven't tried it, ignorance is not your fault."
Ying Wu's expression vanished as well.
