However, Li Baoping was clearly already fixated on the idea that she had done something wrong, and she was feeling guiltier and guiltier by the second. The corners of her lips began to droop down, and tears were beginning to well up in her eyes again. "In martial arts, the master is only responsible for teaching the basics, while the disciple's talent and hard work decide how far they'll go, but even so, the master still plays a very important role.

“The competence of the master will determine how high the disciple's starting point is. On top of that, some masters are limited in their abilities, so they have no choice but to let a disciple go off on their own at a certain point, but more competent masters are able to guide their disciples further before letting go. Hence, to find a good master, you have to make sure that they're a competent master, not just someone with a big reputation."

Li Baoping was sniffling pitifully, and the tears were about to overflow from her eyes as she continued, "Junior Uncle, you're a generational martial arts prodigy. What am I going to do if the lie I told hinders you from becoming a master martial artist?"

Chen Ping'an had no idea how she had arrived at the absurd conclusion that he was a martial arts prodigy, but he didn't have any time to dwell on that thought. His top priority right now was to stop her from crying. Whenever Li Baoping fell into a rut, she gave one the feeling that she was truly heartbroken, and it was nothing like the superficial...