The Shousui man's dharma method was a treasure, one that usually wasn't taught easily.
And this kind of personal notebook, painstakingly recorded through firsthand experiences, undoubtedly was a gem among treasures. How could it be casually stolen?
After all, this wasn't some kind of get-rich-quick scheme from my past life!
Upon hearing these words from his Junior Sister, Hu Ma didn't feel a stroke of good fortune coming his way. Instead, he became even more cautious.
With a slight smile, he suppressed his suspicion and said calmly, "Sis, don't joke around. I'm learning from the Shopkeeper at my own pace."
Hu Ma is a straightforward man...
But that Sister He, seeing Hu Ma's refusal, just smiled behind her hand and backed out of the room.
The foul odor in the room was carried away by the breeze, and Hu Ma pondered, a vague thought crossing his mind: Could this be some kind of loyalty test? They presented something to me, but if I took it, it would prove I had poor character?
