Fish basket?
A fish?
What exactly does the other party want me to do?
If not for Miaoshan's kind heart, any other princess would be ready to fight the Ancestor of Blood Refinement at any moment.
But even so, Miaoshan's little brows were tightly knitted together.
"Don't get angry!"
"You mustn't get angry," Miaoshan urged herself in her heart.
Miaoshan knew that the Ancestor of Blood Refinement wanted to teach her Buddhist martial arts. She hadn't seen them before, but everyone had heard of them—
Buddhist martial arts,
some use a mighty Zen staff,
some use Linglong Buddha beads,
and some use a soft kasaya to defeat enemies,
but who would use a fish basket?
Miaoshan really couldn't understand. Why did the Ancestor of Blood Refinement ask someone to bring a fish basket with a fish in it?
"Yes." Bo Gu obeyed and walked out. He had unconditional trust in the Ancestor of Blood Refinement.
He knew that if the Ancestor asked him to bring a fish basket with a fish inside,
