C186 (1/2)
”Impatience, different intentions.” Ye Qing shook his head and let go of Fan Yan Rou's right hand. ”Compared to half a month ago, although your internal force has increased, your martial arts has regressed.”
Fan Yan Rou lowered her head and clenched her fists, somewhat unwilling.
Ye Qing calmly continued, ”You also know about the phrase passed down among martial artists. One person, two people, three people, three people.”
”Although strength is important, the higher your strength realm is, the slower the speed at which your strength is progressing. ”One day, if you had cultivated your inner force to the level of good fortune and became a Grandmaster in the Martial Dao, it would take you hundreds, thousands of times longer than to reach a small realm.”
”At that time, the importance of kung fu, namely martial arts, will become very obvious. The more proficient your martial arts are, the more confident you are in winning against others of the same realm. When your proficiency reaches a certain level, you can even defeat people of a higher realm than you. ”
After saying this, Ye Qing let out a disappointed snort.
”It's a pity that you have too many distracting thoughts in your heart to forget the worldly affairs. Regardless of whether it is your family's interests or your power and prestige, they are all only constraints for your future. ”
”Although the Martial Dao is a small path, it is also a path.” And the process of seeking the Dao was the heart of the question! If the heart cannot be at peace, then the Dao cannot be sought. So, if you really want to be my, Ye Qing's, woman, you must give up on these things. ”
Upon hearing this, Fan Yinrou couldn't help but tremble.
The reason she had silently accepted her grandfather's decision to marry Ye Qing was for the clan's benefit. And the reason he came here today and once again persuaded Ye Qing to help in the arena was for the clan's benefit.
But because of this arena war incident, if Ye Qing broke the engagement and chased her away, then a martial arts master's loss was something the family could never accept. It was far from something a small gang like the Prefecture Country could compare with.
At that time, even if it was her grandfather who doted on her the most, it would still be impossible for him to forgive her for such a loss.
”Husband, I …”