At that moment, behind Chu Mo in the front hall, Shui Hong'an spoke solemnly, "First, kneel and thank our ancestors for creating this art, second, kneel and thank the master for imparting it!"
Everyone stood up, bowed again to Chu Mo, and then sat down cross-legged.
Chu Mo looked at Yiyi helplessly. Although he did not want to accept this familial tie, in everyone's eyes, he, Chu Mo, was now the son-in-law of the Shui Family. Now, addressed as 'master' and bowed to by his 'father-in-law', he felt rather put upon.
Yiyi mischievously blinked at Chu Mo.
Such interactions between the two were noticed by a few, sparking a wave of envy.
Then, Chu Mo began to lecture on the scriptures.
He spoke slowly, giving the audience time to think. Those with exceptional talents naturally grasped a lot, and those with lesser talents... there was nothing that could be done.
The Supreme Art was not something just anyone could cultivate.