Only then did everyone thoroughly stop underestimating this child. The burly man who had cursed earlier scratched his head, stepped forward with an ingratiating grin, and said, "Y-young master, just now I failed to recognize Mount Tai before me. Could you give me some pointers on the force behind my punches?"
As soon as he said that, the others chimed in as well, talking over one another as they begged for guidance.
Hua Sijun, who stood to one side, immediately became unhappy. She stamped her foot, hurried over to Hua Xiaoyao, planted her hands on her hips, and said, "You only come looking for my brother. Can't you see this Princess standing right here? Are you blind?!"
"If I don't show you a thing or two, you'll think this Princess is just decoration."
As she spoke, she did not wait for anyone to react before pointing at the man whose blocking stance had been wrong earlier. "You. When you blocked just now, you should have redirected the force to your waist instead of taking it head-on. Come, I'll teach you..."
As she spoke, she reached out and corrected the man's posture, her little face full of seriousness.
Then she began gesturing at several men practicing their fists and kicks. From time to time, she even demonstrated personally. Her moves were simple, yet every one was precise, carrying an indescribable subtlety.
The more everyone watched, the more astonished they became. The contempt in their eyes when they looked at Hua Sijun gradually turned into reverence.
—These siblings were actually two masters who had hidden their light beneath a bushel!
Seeing his sister steal his "spotlight," Hua Xiaoyao was not angry. Instead, he smiled and joined in.
One of them guided their fists and kicks, while the other corrected how they exerted