Seeing these things that resemble casual doodles, Chu Ge finally understood why Su Yuanzhou agreed so readily.
To anyone unaware, even if they were shown these things, no one would associate them with some powerful cultivation technique.
Chu Ge shifted his gaze from the notebook, turning to look at Su Yuanzhou.
Su Yuanzhou's smile was already somewhat awkward and uncomfortable, and meeting Chu Ge's gaze made it even more so. After all, even if he was telling the truth, this fact was certainly hard to believe and accept.
If he were in Chu Ge's position, he would undoubtedly think it was a colossal joke.
"Old Su, I'm already grateful that you let me see it; you don't need to explain or guarantee anything to me."
Chu Ge gave a sincere smile, turned his attention back to the notebook's non-character, non-drawing, abstract-looking patterns, and asked seriously, "Old Su, if it's not too difficult for you, could I ask about how this cultivation technique is practiced?"
