Translator: Pika

  “Master?” Zu An was taken aback. “What master are you talking about?”


  Zheng Dan said with a smile, “Your lips seem to be sealed pretty tightly. Such a great movement technique like yours doesn’t come out of thin air, does it?”


  Zu An chuckled. “I’ve always been a genius among geniuses—of course I’m self-taught! Miss Zheng, are you trying to pry some intelligence out of me? It seems your skills in this field are still a little lacking.”


  “If you..