Ye Chen held his sword and cupped his hands toward He Ping. "Thank you for going easy on me!"
He Ping returned the gesture and laughed heartily. "That was exhilarating! It's been a long time since I've fought so freely. Mr. Ye, you truly are young and promising, and your martial skills are outstanding. I admire you greatly."
"Not at all. I only barely won by half a move because I'm young and have better stamina. General He is the one with superb martial arts and extensive experience. If you were three or five years younger, you'd definitely have beaten me flat." Ye Chen's words were impeccably phrased.
Even though He Ping had lost, he was still delighted.
After resting for a while.
At He Ping's enthusiastic invitation and He Aiguo's eager expectation, Ye Chen and He Ping exchanged moves with several other weapons.
Though Ye Chen deliberately held back, the results were a mix of wins and losses.
Still, He Ping was a true expert. For Ye Chen, who had just unlocked new skills, the fights were immensely satisfying and thoroughly enjoyable.
Sweaty all over, Ye Chen politely declined He Ping and He Aiguo's enthusiastic invitation to stay for lunch at the He Family and returned home.
In the living room.
The three babies were nowhere to be seen. Li Mei had probably taken them to have their diapers changed.
Su Ningwei sat cross-legged on the living-room sofa by herself, staring intently at her phone. When she saw Ye Chen return, she quickly put it away and happily ran over, wrapping her arms around his waist and trying to bury herself in his embrace.
Ye Chen hurriedly held her by the shoulders and said gently, "I just sparred with He Ping, so I'm covered in sweat. I stink!"