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Yang Qingdai was chatting about trivial matters with Tang Danbai, while Li Shihao was so miserable that he wanted to cry for his parents, but was glared back at by Yang Ziling's fierce eyes.

Li Shihao had tears in his eyes and was sitting in a horse stance with a look of despair.

Yang Ziling took a small stick from the cleaning lady and hit him on the calf. "Stand straight and don't tremble. If you are so limp, I can knock you down with one hand."

Yang Ziling always remembered what her sister said, that she could beat them single-handedly.

Li Shihao really wanted to kneel down to him and also wanted to slap himself a few times.

Why should I be so ungrateful as to ask him to start teaching me the basic skills?

At the beginning, he said he was doing warm-up and stretching. Li Shihao, who had never felt that his limbs were old, was pressed down by him and was a little suspicious that Yang Ziling was taking the opportunity to avenge his sister for his previous outspoken remarks.

However, he could find no evidence.

Because Yang Ziling was indeed stretching him and teaching him warm-up exercises.

"Little boy, how long are you going to stand here?"

Li Shihao's calves were shivering. It was already winter, and he was sweating all over from doing horse stance.

Yang Ziling raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. "Hold on for another half an hour."

"What? Another half an hour?" Li Shihao felt unwell.

Oh my God, someone please come and save him!

The child knew he was wrong and never dared to do anything wrong again.

Li Shihao kept wailing in his heart, his calves trembling, but he still tried very hard to straighten his back.

Flipping through the original book his sister bought for him today, he expressed some satisfaction with Li Shihao's "stubborn" performance.

He thought that this young man was just talking about wanting to become Tang Danbai's disciple, but he didn't expect him to be so sincere and determined.

"We used to stand on the plum blossom poles for two hours, and then fight on the poles." Yang Ziling turned another page, "There were sharp weapons standing under the poles. If we fell down, blood would flow like a river."

Li Shihao felt a chill down his spine, "Really?"

He had heard those masters say that it took a long time to learn before they could practice sparring, and they really had been practicing since they were young.

He immediately admired Yang Ziling, Tang Danbai and the others, "So, your sister too?"

Yang Ziling closed the book and nodded, "Yes, I was taught by my sister. Tang Danbai and the others fought with my sister, and it seems that only Brother Su defeated my sister a few times."

If Brother Su doesn't let me off, it will be very difficult for my sister to fight him.

"Oh!"

Li Shihao fell on his back, ignoring the pain on his body, he crawled to him and asked Yang Ziling in disbelief: "You? Your sister taught you kung fu? Can she beat my future master?"

Li Shihao couldn't believe what he just heard and repeated it again to confirm.

"Yes," Yang Ziling said disdainfully, using her toes to stop him from moving closer to her, "Don't come closer, I disdain it."

Yang Ziling's obvious disdain did not extinguish Li Shihao's passionate heart.

"How about I apply to study abroad with you? You see, I'm good at English and I'm lively and outgoing. When I'm out, I can get a lot of information."

"No need," Yang Ziling coldly rejected his self-recommendation, "I'm here to study, not to build relationships."

He just wanted to finish his studies quickly and return to the capital. Or, he would follow his sister wherever she went.

Li Shihao got up from the ground and sat opposite him. "Don't be so mature at such a young age. Be more lively and cute, then more girls will like you."

Yang Ziling glanced at him calmly and said, "That's what you need at your age."

Besides, he doesn't need anyone to like him except his sister.

Li Shihao was bored. He touched his nose and racked his brains to find a topic to chat with him when the voices of Yang Jiajun and his father were heard at the door.

Li Shihao excitedly opened the door, but his father scolded him and said, "What are you doing? You have no manners at all."

Li Shihao: ...Am I still your biological child?

"Dad, why do I find that you are beginning to dislike me?"

Li Feng waved his hands like he was shooing away a fly, "This is not something that has happened in just one or two days. You are really slow to notice it today."

"Dad, I've decided. I'm going to the Dragon Country Continent with my future master," Li Shihao said proudly. "They say things that are far away smell better than things that are close. When you see me in the future, you'll be so lucky to see me."

Yang Ziling looked at Li Feng curiously. This man was very different from the one he met in the teahouse in the morning.

I felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders, and I felt a lot more relaxed.

"Xiao Ziling, where are your sister and the others?" Yang Jiajun didn't see anyone. "Can you help me call her and Xiao Tang to my room?"

"Okay." He turned to Li Shihao, "You, go back to the horse stance. You fell before the time was up just now. Start the countdown again for half an hour."

Before Li Shihao could even cry out for help, he saw his Aunt Yang taking his father away. She didn't even bother to give him a glance and could only drag her tired legs and continue to do horse stance.

"Aunt, what do you want from us?"

Yang Ziling brought Yang Qingdai to Yang Jiajun's room. Seeing that Li Feng was also there, he asked Yang Ziling to go back to his room first.

"How come Uncle Li has so much free time to come and chat with us?"

"You are just like you when you were young. Both of you like to be cunning but cautious." Li Feng drank his tea leisurely, ignoring the wariness of several young people towards him.

Yang Jiajun smiled and waved, "Come, sit here. I called you here because I need to discuss something with you."

Yang Jiajun told them everything Li Feng had said to her after they broke up in the morning, and they were all shocked.

I didn't expect things to be so complicated.

What was even more unexpected was that Li Feng, who seemed healthy, actually didn't have much time left.

"What does the little aunt mean?"

Yang Qingdai didn't dare to act on her own, so it was okay for her to stay in her courtyard.

The problem is, if something happens to that young master Li Shihao, who will be responsible?

The people in her courtyard won’t take the blame for this.

Yang Jiajun looked at Tang Danbai and said, "It depends on what Xiao Tang thinks."

"What do I mean?" Tang Danbai pointed at himself, "How does this have anything to do with me? The courtyard belongs to the maid. Doesn't it all depend on her mood whether she lets me live there or not?"

Li Feng shook his head. "It is I who hope that Mr. Tang can accept my son as his disciple, so that he can leave with you in a legitimate way."

Tang Danbai looked unhappy, "Mr. Li, I will not accept Li Shihao as my apprentice."

Firstly, he was too old, his muscles and bones had already grown, so he couldn't learn anything at all; secondly, his current identity was too sensitive, and it was not suitable for him to have too close contacts with Hong Kong businessmen like them.

He didn't want to return to the capital and be called back for investigation every now and then.

Now, Yang Jiajun and Li Feng were in a dilemma.