Bai Zhi saw the old man's face change several times, could it be that he was regretting his decision?
"I'll teach you... teach you boxing, that should do."
The old man thought for a moment before finally speaking up, seeming to conclude that boxing was the simplest option.
"Boxing? I'm a girl, isn't there anything else?"
Although she knew it wasn't nice to be picky, she had watched the boxing championship, and while she admired those female heroes, she just couldn't do it.
Really couldn't.
"You'll start with the basics now, it's all the same for boys and girls, there's no difference. If there really is one, it's that his cooking is not as tasty as yours. So no need for the Teacher Respect Tea, just cooking a meal will do."
The old man stroked his bald head, which had barely sprouted a bit of facial hair, and spoke nonchalantly.
"That, don't make it too complicated, eight dishes and one soup should be enough."
Bai Zhi: "..." Is that simple? Why doesn't she feel it's simple?