"Brother Hang, but you don't know any martial arts!" Gu Lan reminded him from the side.
In front of others, Rong Heng always appeared as a gloomy and reclusive Fifth Young Master, and since he had no one to teach him after turning eight, it was assumed he didn't know any martial arts, unless he, as the protagonist, had some hidden golden finger ability.
If this got exposed, wouldn't it reveal to everyone that Fifth Young Master Rong was hiding his skills, or even that he had his own secret forces?
Rong Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his deep eyes, "Self-taught, just like you."
She seemed to be considering for herself now, which brought a smile of pleasure to Rong Heng's lips.
Gu Lan suddenly recalled the time when she claimed her calligraphy was self-taught; she was bluffing, and so was Rong Heng.
But how come he was even more composed when lying than she was? Gu Lan decided to learn a thing or two from Rong Heng—it takes effort to improve oneself.
