"Forget it! I'll teach you hands-on. You won't remember it if you only watch without practicing. Just let your body remember."
Chen Fan had Xing grip the spear with both hands. Standing behind her, he placed his hands over hers. Though they were in a game, the realism was not much different from reality.
Xing had never been this close to a boy before—especially not one who had saved her and was so handsome. From the moment Chen Fan saved her and she saw his figure, his image had been imprinted on her heart. But she was an introverted, shy girl. The more she liked someone, the more frightened she became. So while the boys chatted with Chen Fan, she had silently stood at the back, watching him without saying a word.
But now, this person was holding her hands. His masculine presence was right behind her, and Xing's heart pounded wildly.
Chen Fan also felt something stir within him. It was partly his nature, and partly because Xing was such a lovely, beautiful girl. But he truly was not trying to flirt with her right now; he sincerely wanted to teach her some spear techniques.
As they entered a black wild boar's attack range, the boar seemed to feel that its territory had been challenged. It glared viciously at Chen Fan and Xing, its hind hooves scraping against the ground.
Seeing the black wild boar glaring at her so fiercely, Xing grew frightened again. Her legs went weak, and she squeezed her eyes shut.
"Open your eyes!" Chen Fan said beside Xing's ear, his tone slightly uncompromising.
Xing opened her eyes at Chen Fan's words. He continued, "Don't be afraid. It's only a level-one mob. Closing your eyes will only hasten your death. Open them and face it bravely,