Ah Yan admired Xie Jianyu greatly. He also thought of Xie Jianyu as a wonderful teacher.
And what about Zhang Fengxi?
"Young Master, how good are you with your sword skills?" Ah Yan asked with eyes sparkling from excitement.
Zhang Fengxi gave his wife a side glance, but Xie Jianyu pretended to not hear anything.
Zhang Fengxi thus beamed at Ah Yan and said, "I mainly work with spears. According to my good 'friend' here, my sword form is rather poor."
Ah Yan gaped at Zhang Fengxi, his eyes round and his mouth open in astonishment.
"No way, really? Isn't that the most basic lesson in swordsmanship? Master said that my sword form was very good!"
Zhang Fengxi looked like he could kill someone any moment now. He then sneered in Xie Jianyu's direction.
"Oh, really? 'Master', you should teach me too."
"..."
Zhang Fengxi snapped a tree branch and dropped it -- no, threw it to the ground at Xie Jianyu's feet.
Thump.
