Stick and spear techniques are from the same family.
An Nannan actually looked quite handsome performing them.
Xu Musen smiled and applauded her, praising her for being very skilled.
This made An Nannan a bit embarrassed, "You, you've practiced for seven or eight years, you could achieve my level of skill with just a couple of tries!"
"Alright, I'll work hard."
Xu Musen smiled and nodded, as the little girl punched into cotton, making no sound as she huffed and puffed.
An Nuannuan came up to Xu Musen after having a shower and changed into a white, cute pajama set; her little face was soft and tender—it made one want to bite it.
"Xu Musen, can you accompany me to my room? I have something I want to show you."
An Nuannuan's pretty face was flushed, her words sounding like they took a great deal of determination to say.
But this behavior...
Xu Musen felt a chill run through his head again.
Behind him, the old man picked up a cleaver and spat on its blade.