You were the granddaughter of a Shaolin master, maybe you weren't completely Chinese, but you knew the language perfectly because of studying in Shanghai. Every time you visited Grandpa, the boys that he taught liked to show off their strength and agility, and sometimes they stole glances at you. which is what Zou Hao also did. Sometimes you've been amazed at how Shaolin warriors love to fool around and just mess around... It was nice. and so you once again visited your grandfather, Already feeling the stares of the students on your back and the menacing gaze of your grandfather on the guys.