"Of course I know that there is nothing serious about it except for excessive blood loss, raging sword energy, shattering of meridians and bleeding from internal organs."

Li Chaolu laughed and said, "I am very strong, just like you."

Zhao Yan thought for a while and said, "Yes, if it is inherited from your father, he will probably cry and look for disinfection handkerchiefs when his fingernails are chopped..."

"...Yes, he used mine last time." Li Chaolu recalled, "Later I asked him to keep it and don't need to return it to me."

Zhao Yan looked at her daughter with some pride and some doting: "In short, since you have decided, I will not advise you anymore. Everyone's practice is their own business, and outsiders cannot interfere too much... I have deep expectations for you."

Li Chaolu nodded vigorously: "I will definitely not let down my expectations."

"Okay, then you have a good rest. I'll go see your brother and make sure he completes the practice plan I have formulated for him today."

Li Chaolu was curious: "You have also formulated a practice plan for him? Aren't they all in the inner training now?"

Zhao Yan looked like a fussy expression: "The inner door training is only before supper, and there are still a few hours left after that."

“…and that’s right.”
Chapter completed!