Zi Yun's New Mission

"Like this..."

On the training grounds, Jing Ge demonstrated combat movements with a robot, again and again, never growing impatient.

Beside them stood a little boy about eight years old. His small face bore some resemblance to Chen Mo's. It was Xiao Wu Ming.

He liked practicing martial arts, so Chen Mo had asked Jing Ge to teach him. Jing Ge was stronger than him in combat, so having Jing Ge as Wu Ming's teacher was undoubtedly the best choice.

Sparring with Xiao Wu Ming was a robot about his height. A child his age did not need an overly powerful sparring partner.

Because of his special physique, he had natural advantages. His stamina and strength far surpassed those of children his age, and he was also very intelligent.

Wu Ming was naturally suited to be a technical specialist because he had a powerful brain. Unfortunately, his passion for technology was not as great as Wushuang's, so Chen Mo and Xiao Yu did not force him.

One sister was scholarly while he was martial, and Xiao Yu had no objection to that.

Whoosh...

Two sets of battle armor descended from the sky and appeared above the training grounds, slowly landing. The armor opened, and Chen Mo and Mo Nv stepped out.

Jing Ge and Wu Ming both stopped.

"Dad." Seeing Chen Mo, Wu Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and called out to him with a flushed little face, clearly delighted.

"Mm. Was training hard?" Chen Mo rubbed his damp hair and asked with a smile.

"Not hard." Wu Ming shook his head firmly.

Chen Mo gave him a thumbs-up in praise. "That's impressive, then."

If enduring Jing Ge's training did not count as hard work, Chen Mo could not help wondering whether the little fellow was lying or