If others are like stray dogs released from a cage, then today this group of dads had witnessed what could only be described as untethered, mad dogs.
Holding two kids and still moving briskly, Qin Hao took a while before he could speak.
"That...posture training...?"
He remembered a few years back when Xu Qing was livestreaming some flashy stance training.
"Been practicing it continuously," Xu Qing said humbly.
Not only could he take a beating, but he was also in good physical shape, and now he could even manage a few moves with Jiang He—provided she wasn't taking it seriously.
"Tiger Mad Fist?"
"Haven't missed a day, practicing two sets every day, refreshing both mind and spirit."
"...Teach me!"
Qin Hao couldn't stay calm any longer. He ran laps around the residential area every day; although he looked a bit chubby, that was just him being sturdy, and he could run—not to mention outperform coworkers, he could definitely best these old fathers at the kindergarten.
