Wu Zongyu looked at Lan Tian with a strange look in his eyes, then checked on Mr. Mo's health. Seeing that Mr. Mo could talk, laugh, and walk, he felt somewhat relieved.
Seeing that Mr. Mo was fine, Mo Yuanle breathed a sigh of relief, still shaken, and without waiting for Mr. Mo to ask, he took the initiative to explain.
"Girl, since childhood, you've been learning martial arts from a master till now. I didn't know about it before until you showed us a trick at home. We've been keeping it a secret from the village, and you often go to the mountains to practice under the guise of gathering herbs. Thankfully you know martial arts, otherwise, today could have ended disastrously."
What constitutes a master? One who appears and disappears without a trace. At the position of Great Grandpa Mo, having been in contact with many influential figures, he naturally heard things and understood them, waving his hand to signal Mo Yuanle to say no more, "I understand!"
