The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live-Chapter 952: The Frustrated He Beimu (2)

"It’s not about comparing strength! I want to practice moves, like this and that."

Susu gestured, to help Uncle Bai Huzi better understand which part of the training she was referring to.

"Little Susu wants to practice moves?"

"Yes, yes! That’s exactly what I mean."

"No, no, that’s not good. Practicing moves is very tiring, and our Susu is already very impressive. There’s no need to practice such unnecessary things."

Little Susu can easily overpower everyone with just her strength, so why bother practicing moves? It will wear her little body out!

"Uncle Bai Huzi, I want to practice moves, I’m not afraid of getting tired," Susu pursed her lips, her expression resolute.

"Why does Little Susu think so?"

"I don’t want everyone to find out that I’m different. I know if I’m just super strong and can summon thunder, people will be afraid of me. That could cause trouble for dad, mom, brother, and my nephews. They’ve gone through so much hassle to make sure I’m not disliked by everyone, I don’t want that."

Susu revealed her thoughts.

"But I also want to protect everyone, and when we encounter bad guys, I can’t help but want to fight. So, I must learn to fight!"

Old Master Yang gazed at Susu, his heart filled with surprise and joy—surprised at Susu’s concerns and delighted by her growth, as well as her sensibility and wisdom.

Upon reflection, Old Master Yang felt that Little Susu’s idea made a lot of sense.

If Little Susu learned fighting stances, when she defeated the bad guys in the future, others would not find it strange but would think she was a martial arts expert!

"Little Susu, you’re so good and so smart!" Realizing this, Old Master Yang excitedly picked up Susu and pressed his face to hers, rubbing it affectionately.

"Ouch, Uncle Bai Huzi, stop rubbing my face! Quick, check with Little Bodyguard to see if we can start practicing fighting now?"

Susu, her face full of reluctance from being rubbed by Old Master Yang, eagerly followed up.

Uncle Bai Huzi’s beard is so prickly!

Old Master Yang laughed, put Susu down, cleared his throat, and turned to Beimu, who was in bed, saying, "Ahem, don’t rush, I’m here to help you with the assessment right?"

Beimu’s mouth twitched.

If not for Susu speaking up, the old man really seemed like he was planning to keep ignoring him!

"Then assess quickly!" Beimu could only endure, despite his impatience.

Old Master Yang approached Beimu and pretended to inspect him thoroughly.

"Ahem, let me ask you, have you felt any discomfort these past few days, are your wounds itchy, did you sleep well at night, and do you plan to join us in practicing fighting with Little Susu after you recover?"

Old Master Yang bombarded him with a series of questions.

Beimu’s whole body twitched. Among all these questions, wasn’t the last one the only real question Old Master Yang wanted to ask?

Wouldn’t he know if his own wounds were healing?

Beimu was one hundred percent certain that if he said he did not plan to practice with Susu, Old Master Yang would immediately declare that his injuries had not healed yet!

This was outright blackmail!

"My wounds don’t hurt or itch, and I personally am very keen to practice fighting with Susu. I also plan to teach her everything my master taught me without holding anything back," Beimu answered.

Beggars can’t be choosers.

As long as he could regain his freedom, let alone practice with Susu, even if he was asked to take a beating from her, he would agree.

With Beimu’s affirmative response, Old Master Yang immediately turned back to Susu and announced, "After my inspection and evaluation, your Little Bodyguard is all healed up, perfectly recovered. He can get up and be active right away, not just to practice with you, but even to serve as your punching bag." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm