Hou Jingshu heard the shoji door slide shut, leaving her alone with Wu Àiliàn. She looked at Wu Jian’s mother, studying her, trying to figure out what kind of person she was. The woman with fair skin merely smiled at her like she was heedless of Hou Jingshu’s intense scrutiny.
“It looks like your muscles are stressed from overuse. You tried to keep up with Little Mei’s training regiment, didn’t you?”
Hou Jingshu found she couldn’t maintain eye contact with this woman and looked away.
“How could you tell?” she asked.
“You mean aside from the fact that you can barely move a muscle?” Wu Àiliàn asked in a tone that made it clear she was teasing. “Your muscles have gotten swollen. This happens sometimes when you work them too hard. Do you know how the human body works?”
Hou Jingshu shook her head. Human anatomy was not something she had ever studied before.