“Li Hao,” Wang Ming whispered next to his colleague. “Can the Breathing Method of the Five Styles really not be taught to outsiders?”0

Li Hao glared at him and kept his voice down. “Of course not! Don’t even think about it unless you kill me and take the book about the secret method from my body! And don’t get any funny ideas either. These secret arts are always only partially written down. Randomly attempting it will cause your death. The Breathing Method of the Five Styles is only half recorded in the book, the rest of it’s in my mind. So don’t even think about it!”1

“How would I ever…” Wang Ming mumbled. “But what are you carrying it on you for? Isn’t that incredibly dangerous?”0

“No shit! But should I hide it at home instead? Don’t worry, only half of it’s written down. It’s not like all of it will be leaked if I lose it. You’re teacher’s honorary disciple. I’ll let you read it if you do well.”0

“Okay!”0

The two kept their voices so low that they were inaudible. Director Zhou on the other side didn’t hear anything and didn’t mind...0