บท 1983: Incomprehensible

Kane smiled at the sight of Rui's eyes energetically swimming around immersed in deep thought. The spark of excitement twinkled within them. His feet began tapping, and his hands began fidgeting impatiently.

The moment Martial Art became the topic, he was reduced to an enthusiastic child who couldn't wait to play in the park. The moment Martial Art arrived, his heart and temperament would thaw, and for a moment, the Rui of old would come out.

The same Rui that he had known his entire life.

"As always, Martial Art always brings you endless happiness, huh?" Kane chuckled mirthfully.

"It's the best," Rui replied, growing more vigorous. "Sometimes, I'm truly astonished that not everybody falls in love with Martial Art. How is that possible? How can you look at Martial Art and not come to love it with all your heart? Strange world, truly."

Kane stared at him, speechless.

It was an absurd statement.