Swordplay.
Actually, Ye Qingying didn't know why he was teaching her sword techniques.
Perhaps life was just a little boring.
Having lived for over twenty years, he had long been accustomed to a solitary life.
Even when Yu Linglong occasionally appeared in his life, each time she showed up, it was only to ask for his help.
As an assassin, he had no friends, not even anyone to talk to.
But recently, a little girl had entered his life.
A little creature who chattered all day long, so noisy it was unbearable.
Because she was too loud and too troublesome, Ye Qingying could only find something for her to do.
For example, after she had learned Qinggong, he made her practice swordplay.
Ye Qingying was somewhat surprised that this little girl's learning ability was truly formidable.
In just five days, she had learned at least eighty to ninety percent of his sword moves.
She had learned the moves, but couldn't yet integrate them seamlessly.
When using them, she couldn't exert even ten percent of his power.
But eighty to ninety percent of the moves, plus ten percent of the sword energy, could still unleash thirty percent of his swordplay!
In just five days, it was simply unbelievable.
The last few moves were also the most difficult to learn in Ye Qingying's sword techniques.
"Master, this move is called 'Flower Filling the Sky,' why does it feel like frost and snow filling the sky when I use it?"
That day, walking on the street, Chu Qianli was still thinking about the moves, the more she thought, the stranger she felt.
"Master, did you practice your sword moves incorrectly, or is the sword manual wrong? It feels worlds apart!"
If it were anyone else questioning his swordsmanship like this, Ye Qingying would likely have sent them to the afterlife with a single sword strike.
But this little girl... it seemed she had gotten used to it along the way.
If she didn't chatter for a day, Ye Qingying would probably think she was sick, so sick she couldn't even speak.
Ye Qingying didn't answer Chu Qianli's question, but suddenly stopped walking, looking into the distance.
Beyond this city was the border of the Northern Nether Kingdom, and going further, they would enter the Northern Nether territory tomorrow.
He had sent her back, but she was no longer the same.
These past few days, he didn't know what he was thinking.
His mind was sometimes in complete disarray.
"Master, are you mute again? Are we going to lodge somewhere tonight?"
Chu Qianli tugged his sleeve, "Let's go to that place tonight, that inn looks nicely decorated. The inn last night was too old, it was uncomfortable to stay in."
Ye Qingying followed her finger and looked towards the inn in the distance ahead.
There was a hint of helplessness in his brows.
"We're not staying," he turned to go elsewhere.
"Why?" Chu Qianli chased after him, grabbing his coat hem, "Master, I don't want to stay at that place, that one looks too shabby, I'll be uncomfortable staying there."
"No money," Ye Qingying said somewhat impatiently.
All the way here, she wanted to eat well, live well, everything had to be good.
So picky and spoiled!
Although he carried quite a bit of money, he couldn't afford her extravagance and wastefulness.
But Chu Qianli was unwilling, still stubbornly holding onto his coat hem, refusing to leave.
Like a stubborn child.
"Money can be earned back if it's spent, Master, I know you have money, don't be so stingy!"
Ye Qingying still ignored her.
"Master, if I don't eat well, I'll drag you out to find food in the middle of the night, and you won't rest well either, will you?"
He still didn't respond.
Chu Qianli, however, was unyielding and not discouraged at all, pressing on, "Master, what if there are fleas on the bed, you won't sleep well either."
"Master, what if... Master, if I don't sleep well, I'll climb into your bed and sleep with you!"