Su Muyao said calmly, "Young Master Yun, you flatter me!"
"I'm actually a common person. When I see so many weapons, I like them too."
"But I know that in real combat, mastering one weapon is enough."
"Being too greedy can lead to failure, and trying to master too many things at once often ends in disappointment."
Yun Qinglan looked at Su Muyao's calm and collected demeanor, and his heart was slightly stirred as he listened to her words.
His fine and delicate eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the usually indifferent expression on his face softened a little.
"Miss Su, you are modest. I'm sure Miss Su is skilled with more than just one weapon."
Hearing this, Su Muyao turned her head in surprise to look at Yun Qinglan.
How did he notice?
During the end times, she specifically trained and was indeed skilled with many weapons.
Lance, knife, sword, bow, hidden weapons, she mastered them all.
Seeing Su Muyao's reaction, Yun Qinglan was more sure of his suspicion.
