After her mental pep talk, Guan Xi held her breath and stepped forward.
Carefully, she ran the towel over his body to wipe off his sweat.
She didn't know how long and how hard Xiao Jiuyan had worked out, but his entire body was covered in sweat. She meticulously began to dry him off, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach. She may be wiping him off with a towel, but it still felt as though she was directly running her hands over his body.
His face, his neck, his chest, all the way down...
Xiao Jiuyan's eyes were half-closed as he let his wife take care of him.
"Master Jiu, it's done," Guan Xi said, now also covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
"Okay."
At this moment, Xiao Jingming chose to walk over to where they were. "Little Auntie, are you done talking to Uncle Jiu? If you're done, can you..."
"No," Guan Xi interrupted.
"But..." Xiao Jingming protested, feeling wronged.
"Little Auntie, I'm not finished yet."
Guan Xi looked at Xiao Jingming and bit her lip. She said in a low voice, "Young Master Xiao, I know you want to teach me how to shoot, but I don't think that's a good idea. I wasn't even able to hit the target earlier. It's embarrassing. I can't be as good as you. Not to mention that it's so... loud. It scares me."
Her small shoulders shrank as if she was retreating into herself. She definitely look frightened now.
Xiao Jingming was dumbfounded.
'What the f*ck?'
Was she mocking him?
What game was she playing?
Xiao Jingming opened his mouth to say something more when he saw her staring at him.
Yes, her expression showed fear, but there was also a dangerous warning glint in her eyes.
Xiao Jingming swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. Instead, he said dryly, "Aunt, it doesn't matter if you can't hit the bullseye. Just practice a few more times. Mastery of anything comes with a lot of practice."
Xiao Jingming felt like an idiot for saying those words.
Even more so in front of his uncle who was a master at shooting.
But what else could he do?
He could only follow her lead.
Guan Xi nodded eagerly and clapped. "So that's how it is! Young Master Xiao, you're amazing."
At the moment, Xiao Jingming felt the exact opposite of amazing.
Xiao Jiuyan felt something ugly rear up inside him when he saw Guan Xi's admiration for Xiao Jingming. Colder than usual, he said, "Come here."
She turned to look at Xiao Jiuyan. "Huh?"
A bodyguard started pushing him towards the shooting range.
Guan Xi followed obediently.
They arrived at the shooting range area.
This one was different from the one Xiao Jingming used earlier. It was lower and farther away.
This whole area was built to accommodate Xiao Jiuyan's height while he was on his wheelchair.
One of his bodyguards handed him a gun.
Guan Xi looked at the pistol and her eyes lit up. It was a Desert Eagle!
The Desert Eagle pistol was very similar to the M16 assault rifle, but it could use bullets that were more powerful than traditional pistols. Its effective range was up to 200 meters.
This gun was very good, but because it was too heavy, it was rarely used.