Who Is the Real Genius? (2)

"You've said it was borrowed," Ji Qingyao remarked with a serene demeanor. "How can one feel at ease using something that isn't theirs?"

JI Xingzhi truly hadn't anticipated such a response.

He fell silent for a moment, then pushed the cart away and left.

Ji Qingyao had never doubted JI Xingzhi's words.

Since her childhood, she had trained in martial arts and, though she had mastered the traditional martial arts secrets of the Great Xia Dynasty, she sometimes felt that something was amiss.

For instance, during this year's Thousand Army Alliance assessment, she faced a level seven warrior.

This warrior was formidable, and she was not his match.

Yet, at a crucial moment, she suddenly executed new moves, defeating her opponent and successfully advancing to level seven.

Later, when she reviewed the battle footage, she discovered she had never learned those moves.

It seemed there was truth to the idea of borrowing luck.