At noon, as usual, she took a nap, and then practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard. The small wooden sword was very handy, much more so than a bamboo stick.
Every time at this moment, Xiaomi truly believed that Wei Ziang indeed had a gift for martial arts.
Whether it was the small short bow before, or the small wooden sword now, both were made particularly beautifully and were just right.
If this isn't talent, then what is?
Xiaomi had already confirmed from the mountain. Although their courtyard was near the foot of the mountain, it was still a bit of a distance.
Standing on the mountaintop, one couldn't see the situation in her family's courtyard at all.
This way, she could be at ease, as long as she stayed in the courtyard and didn't go out, no one would see her practicing swordsmanship.
Practicing martial arts, though not particularly unusual, was still somewhat misunderstood in the village.
