The man's expression and voice were both exceedingly bewitching, and Ou Lan suddenly felt that she was the most powerful woman because her husband had cajoled her.
She turned with a smile and looked at Zhan Fengdi, "Eighth Aunt, I have not practiced martial arts for long and would like to ask you to teach me a few moves."
"Ha!" Zhan Fengdi scoffed, "Truly ignorant of how high the sky is, daring to challenge me. However, I do not wish to accept, fearing that if you lose too miserably, others will ridicule me for bullying the weak. Since you so desperately want to prove yourself, then let Zixuan and Ziqing, those two girls, play with you first."
Ou Lan humorously nodded her agreement. Zhan Fengdi's implication was that she didn't qualify to contend with her, so she picked two opponents who were less challenging than she was.
