"Pff..." Yang Chuxia was amused by the kid’s words.
He was so young, probably the same age as Qingrui, and already thinking about picking up girls.
Upon hearing the laughter, Linhao, who had an eyepatch on, was momentarily taken aback. He turned around and met Yang Chuxia’s amused eyes. He screeched, "Why are you here? Get out, you liar!" and quickly hid under the blanket.
"Psh, I’ve already seen it, there’s no point in hiding. You look good with an eyepatch on," Yang Chuxia said, having gotten a sense of what the boy was thinking from his few words.
"Shut up, forget what you saw! Understand?"
"I don’t understand!"
Yang Chuxia didn’t leave, instead she pulled over a chair and sat down. "Honestly Linhao, wearing an eyepatch makes you look cool. Do you know what cool means? It means very handsome and charming. You have a great aura."
Seeing that the person beneath the blanket wasn’t speaking, she casually picked up a broad bean and threw it in her mouth, then continued, "Weren’t you, young master Luo, seeking revenge? You won’t get any hiding under the blanket all day. To get revenge, you have to get up, go out of your room, start by exercising, then learn martial arts. Only then can you take revenge. Otherwise, you’ll be just like the shrews in our village, cursing all day."
"You’re the shrew!" Luo Linhao first threw off the blanket, but quickly covered his head with it again.
"Psh, I’m not like you! When I face my enemies, I beat them up directly. Hiding in your room all day, dreaming about picking up girls? You don’t even know if you’re charming and you want to pick up girls," Yang Chuxia snorted. "But I can’t blame you. You’re young and have no taste. As for your Brother Shaoling, his taste isn’t that great too. But now, you have me to enlighten you. My martial arts are quite good. Are you interested in learning? If you do, you can directly poke your enemy’s eyes out when you meet them in the future."
Mu Shaoling, who had just stepped outside the door, paused at the mention of his taste not being great, with an itch to strangle someone. However, he stopped upon hearing Yang Chuxia’s following words.
"Your martial arts are good?" Luo Linhao poked his head out from under the blanket.
Yang Chuxia said as a matter of fact, "Of course! If it weren’t for his internal strength, your Brother Shaoling wouldn’t have been able to beat me. But it’s okay, I’m still young, and he’s getting old. He definitely won’t be able to beat me in the future."
Outside the door, Mu Shaoling wanted to rush in and yell, ’Your sister! I’m not even twenty yet, how could I be old?’
"Why would you teach me?"
"Because you’re handsome!" Yang Chuxia replied without hesitation. "I was amazed by how good you looked with the eyepatch."
"Really?" Unfortunately, her enthusiastic performance didn’t win over the ungrateful young Linhao.
"Hey, kid, I’m kind enough to teach you, don’t be ungrateful." Yang Chuxia quickly lost her patience with his attitude. "Others want to learn from me, but I’m not willing to teach. I’m only doing this because you’re Brother An’s cousin."
"My cousin?" Luo Linhao thought for a moment, then said, "Oh, my cousin used to be a cripple, and you didn’t even look down on him."