Xiao Shiliu and Dada Juan had spent a grueling half hour fighting that Level Seven Zombie. They were just getting into the groove and discussing another attack.
Then Bai Yaoyao killed it with a single move, sending its head tumbling to the ground...
If the two of them had had the guts, they would have shouted, Manners, have you ever met Sister Yao?!
"You two, come here."
They hurried over, their earlier thoughts vanishing in an instant.
"What's up, Sister Yao? What are your orders? Point us at it, and we'll hit it!" Xiao Shiliu said with a toothy grin. Dada Juan nodded along, looking perfectly obedient.
"Have a chat with Bai Jin'an. He has some thoughts about your current combat skills. Talk things through with him, and once you've gotten a feel for it, go back to practicing in actual combat."
The two of them still looked bewildered, unsure what had happened.
But they knew perfectly well that Sister Yao's decisions were always the right ones.
So they weren't particularly resistant. As long as it helped them get stronger, they didn't care whom they talked to.
Bai Jin'an was a little surprised by their attitude.
He had expected them to give him a bit of a hard time and ask what qualified him to instruct them...
Apparently, he had overthought it.
The moment Bai Yaoyao left.
The obedient looks on Dada Juan's and Xiao Shiliu's faces faded by half.
They raised their eyebrows at Bai Jin'an without saying a word, but their expressions made one thing clear: You need to give us a reason.
They might obey orders, but they still had their pride. You want to teach us? Fine, but at least show us some real skill first.
Bai Jin'an smiled faintly. Sure enough... he had been overthinking