Time passed quickly.
Three days had passed.
Ever since the attack by that fiend, both Gu Chang'an and Li Hongye had chosen to lay low for a while.
Neither of them had gone to work at the Martial Guard Division, taking leave to stay at home instead.
This day.
Dawn was just breaking, and morning light spilled through the clouds onto the streets of Nanning County, carrying the cool dampness of early spring.
Gu Chang'an was dressed in casual clothes, without his Martial Guard Division uniform, and was followed by Wang Xiaojuan.
The martial hall's gates stood wide open, the bamboo grove in the courtyard was verdant, the morning mist had not yet dispersed, and steady shouts could be faintly heard coming from the Training Ground.
Inside Sky Wind Martial Hall at this moment, the atmosphere was solemn.
Li Tianfeng was standing before the martial stage, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze like lightning as he watched the two people in front of him—Wang Wan'er and Wang Jing.
Wang Wan'er wore gray cloth martial attire, her posture upright and her breathing steady. Although her moves and stances still held a trace of childishness, she already possessed a bit of a martial artist's imposing aura.
As for Wang Jing, he was even younger, but his body was agile and his footwork was brisk. Following the footwork taught by Li Tianfeng, he repeatedly stepped out in the tiger-stance pattern, showing quite a bit of proper form.
"Your center of gravity is too floaty, Wan'er. Pull your shoulders back and tuck in your elbows; don't let your strength leak away."
Li Tianfeng barked a reprimand, and Wang Wan'er immediately adjusted her movement, not daring to be negligent.
Beside them, Madam Wu was holding a pot of hot tea while standing below