Jiang Mianmian's praise was genuine, and although Cheng An loved talking and laughing, he truly had some skills. The training over these years wasn't a joke.
Cheng An, naturally a bit of a wild child, felt so elated by Jiang Mianmian's praise that he felt like he was walking on air.
"Haha, Mianmian, I've got even more impressive skills, I just learned grappling. Do you want to learn? Brother Cheng An can teach you," Cheng An ran over smiling, eyes sparkling as he looked at Jiang Mianmian.
"No need, Brother Cheng An, I'm too old and set in my ways to learn," Jiang Mianmian declined without a second thought upon hearing his offer.
Joking aside, for someone like her who never exercised from a young age, practicing grappling seemed like a threat to her life.
Cheng An felt a bit disappointed seeing Jiang Mianmian refuse, as he wanted to show off a bit more.
