Both Wang Yuan and Song Yang knew what Xiaoyao Sect was doing. This was the first time Mario and Feiyun Taxue saw each other. When they heard Wuyazi's words, they were a little puzzled: "A crooked way? What does it mean? Ding Chunqiu didn't use poison either?"

"Not martial arts!"

Wang Yuan explained: "In Wuyazi's eyes, the garbage such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and Qimen Dunjia are the right way..."

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

"Qimen Dunjia?"

Feiyun Taxue and Mario heard this and stared at the old man, saying, "Isn't the Xiaoyao Sect a martial arts sect?"

"Yes!" Song Yang nodded.

"Then why is it not about learning martial arts, but rather a crooked way? I'm afraid this sect is not a brainless person!" Mario complained.

Damn, this is obviously not the main or secondary. The main business of a martial arts sect is not to practice kung fu but to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It is like the college entrance examination not taking Chinese, mathematics and foreign tests, but to take music, art and sports as mentally retarded.

"You are not allowed to say that to us Xiaoyao Sect!" Song Yang was a little unhappy: "Although this setting is indeed very stupid."

"Wuyazi is really an old thief..." Feiyun Taxue sighed: "No wonder Ding Chunqiu calls him like this."

"Yes, I suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ding Chunqiu." Mario nodded repeatedly.

Wang Yuan couldn't help but say: "Ding Chunqiu's miserable childhood has created his current distorted and vulgar personality. After all, Wuyazi can't escape it."

"No..." Everyone agreed.

Why does Ding Chunqiu like to be flattered so much? Because he needs a sense of identity, Wuyazi has never given him this sense of identity, nor has he praised him. He is obviously better, but Wuyazi still looks down on him, so there is a problem with this educational method.
Chapter completed!