C33 The Wooden Dummy's Striking Technique(2)

"Grandpa, stop teasing me!" Murong Qin's cheeks turned a rosy red as she pouted and huffed, "This guy just criticized my technique on the wooden dummy, so I wanted him to show me how it's done—to learn from him. Is that so wrong?"

The elder was taken aback, playfully flicking Murong Qin's nose with a wry smile. "Whether Mr. Su wants to demonstrate is his choice. You shouldn't be forcing him