Chu Li smiled and joked, "Seems like I can still be of some use."
Xue Ling chuckled, remembering Chu Li's impressive performance that day. It made her heart flutter.
Chu Li said, "From now on, you can go to the Martial Arts Hall at your own convenience."
Xue Ling gave him a supercilious look. "I can go on my own. I don't need your company!"
Chu Li smiled apologetically at her. "I went over to the Wisdom Tower and I was so engrossed in the books that I lost track of time… Anyway, how did it go for you? Was there truly no progress at all?"
"It was okay." Xue Ling shook her head and sighed somewhat dejectedly. The notes he found for her on the Crescent Cryptic cultivation were so-so, it was only of little use to her and it was a far cry from the eight forms of the Crescent Cryptic.
[1] A figurative language or more specifically a simile used to describe how elegant her movements were. Not meant to be taken literally.