Xu Qigang's heart was as hard as iron, listening to a chorus of wails without so much as furrowing a brow—fortunately, he hadn't actually ordered the weight be increased to forty kilograms.
He glanced over at Dai Bin not far away and then looked at Chen Yingjie. "Who told you to take off your shirts?"
"Ah? Is it... not okay?" Chen Yingjie touched his head in sluggish bewilderment, failing to grasp the situation. They had always trained without shirts on, hadn't they?
Li Duoxi's mind worked faster; seeing so many female comrades nearby, he swiftly realized the issue. When he heard Chen Yingjie's response, he mentally commended him for his commendable courage.
Are you blind? Didn't you see that the elder sister-in-law is also standing right there?
Having your own wife watching other men's chests—if the captain wasn't angry, then hell hadn't frozen over. No wonder the captain's temper had been so flared up from the moment he arrived; the problem lay right here.
