Wu Sheng frowned and looked closely at Su Li. "You're acting a little strange today. What's wrong?"
Su Li was in the middle of drinking some water. When Wu Sheng leaned in, she nearly choked.
"I'm not acting strange at all," Su Li replied, setting down her cup and letting out a small sigh.
"Oh." Wu Sheng glanced around and asked, "Where's Little Point?"
"He's practicing his forms," Su Li answered.
Besides reading, practicing his forms was what Little Tang Mo focused on the most.
He could practice diligently in his room for quite a while by himself. Although he was young and his strikes weren't powerful, he had long since mastered the entire set and went through it several times a day.
"Not bad. I'll teach him some new moves in a few days," Wu Sheng said with a smile, stroking his chin.
As if he knew they were talking about him, Little Tang Mo opened his door and came out.
"Little Point."
