Spending the day together, Tangyu and Xiaobai had become friends who could talk about almost anything.
Meeting the right person at the right time and place can sometimes be a miracle, a kind of fate. Making friends is like that, sometimes it doesn't require a long acquaintance; when the feeling is right, even a glance can mean more than several years.
"Tangyu, I have a set of swordsmanship that I feel is very suited for you. Let me pass it on to you," Xiaobai said.
Tangyu immediately smiled and nodded, "Good, good, Sister Bai, you're even closer to me than my own sister."
As for Tangyu's occasional jesting, Xiaobai just smiled and in her hand appeared two swords, both thin and flexible. Such swords were generally more suitable for women. Xiaobai threw one to Tangyu, who casually flicked the sword, producing a series of 'swoosh swoosh swoosh' sounds. Indeed, using such a light sword felt somewhat awkward for Tangyu.
