After about three quarters of an hour, the young man had roughly transformed the house into a place suitable for a woman, and sat with a smile, wiping off sweat as he looked up at the woman, as if waiting for praise.
Ming Qi Tian smiled lightly at him, the breeze flowing through the hall, she said, "In your letter, you mentioned limited time for sword training; over the past six months, what kinds of swords have you studied, and what books have you read?"
Pei Ye collected his smile, subconsciously straightening his back.
It was truly a broad question, but Pei Ye answered in detail as instructed, with Quail Head assisting, Pei Ye listed all he had been through at the Sword Repair Institute, every sword he practiced, every sword manual he read, and every sword lecture he attended.
