He then remembered the little guy's ability to probe emotions. Zhu Haomiao helplessly grinned and laid bare his desire to learn deep secret techniques.
Upon hearing this, the little girl pondered for a moment and hesitantly said.
"The Emperor Secret Technique cannot be divulged; that would be a great sin, punishable by death. But I can ask my mother concubine. She hails from a prestigious sect, and perhaps she has some high-level secret books to teach you."
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao casually nodded, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the grease off her face.
"Thanks, but there's no need to force it."
"I'm not forcing it!"
Finally having something to help with, Zhao Nuo hurriedly left, vanishing outside the door in the blink of an eye.
On the other side, Zhu Haomiao stuffed the happily paw-licking Diao Chan into a pouch and got up to leave the Royal Martial Academy, heading straight for the Anti-theft Bureau government office.
