Aunt, you don't understand martial arts?
Li Guanyi really wanted to retort.
But now he understood cultivation more and said, "Aunt, do you mean you're not a crude martial artist?"
"Is your practice of another path?"
Murong Qiushui blinked, rubbed the top of the youth's head with her palm, and said, "Don't digress, Li Nu'er, sit nicely."
"You're growing up, and in this manner, there's some resemblance to your father in your brow."
"But overall, you take after your mother, and are much better-looking than your dad."
Li Guanyi, who rarely heard Murong Qiushui mention his parents, said, "This way, was my dad not good-looking at all?"