Ah Jiu found that he really could not understand Wufu anymore. Just now in the garden, during their conversation, her sharp insights and logical analysis had impressed him greatly, making him think that this girl possessed great wisdom.
But in the blink of an eye, she had changed her demeanor completely, becoming wicked and roguish.
Both righteous and evil seemed to fit her perfectly.
But no matter what, when it came to being an assassin, Ah Jiu absolutely did not approve, especially because she was such a young girl.
"I admit your martial arts skills lean a bit towards the unorthodox, but the Kung Fu of assassins is far above yours. I suppose you don't know Qinggong, do you?" Ah Jiu eyed her and blurted out.
Watching her climb trees on the mountain, he had felt it was strange. Since she knew martial arts, why didn't she use Qinggong? Later, he guessed that she probably did not know how.
