Xu Wei's fighting moves were fluid and smooth, very similar to those of the formally trained special forces in the army.
Leaning against the wall, Fu Zhi looked at her and asked, "Where did you learn kickboxing again?"
Xu Wei's heart skipped a beat, and she was stumped.
She seemed rather hesitant. She hemmed and hawed for a long while before finally deciding to tell her daughter the whole story.
"When I was a kid, there was this psychic in my village. He told me that I would have a tough life and I might not be able to form a family in the future because I looked dumb and stupid. Your grandpa and grandma worried that I wouldn't get married, so they asked the butcher to teach me some kickboxing skills. They said that they would pay someone to marry me if they had the chance in the future, and if my future husband didn't like me and wanted to beat me up, at least I could protect myself.
