Chen Meng'er carried her bag with the heavy porcelain bottles on her back and jogged towards Elder Liu. Fortunately, Chen Meng'er had already started practicing martial arts with Elder Liu for some time. Although she had not achieved anything yet, her physical strength had increased quite a bit. Otherwise, with Chen Meng'er's current small body and her previous physical strength, with this heavy bag on her back, she would probably have to stop and rest after taking a few steps, let alone jogging.
"Slow down, you will fall." Although Elder Liu usually looked strict when teaching Chen Meng'er martial arts, Chen Meng'er spent one or two hours in horse stance, his expression didn't change at all. However, as long as Chen Meng'er wasn't practicing martial arts, Elder Liu would hold Chen Meng'er at the tip of his heart, touching and rocking her. His heart would ache.
