The decision had already been made, without even asking the opinion of He Zhilan, the person directly involved.
He Teng's tone wasn't one of negotiation. After dinner, he personally escorted He Zhilan back to the guesthouse. After she changed into something comfortable, he dragged her directly to the training grounds.
In a group of men, He Zhilan was the only delicate young lady. Truthfully, she found it extremely awkward and was not excited about training with these recruits at all. But He Teng didn't give her a chance to protest. He pushed her directly into the fray.
She had a feeling that He Teng was acting very strange, and it was indeed very unlike him. Could anyone accept such changes all at once?
"Zhilan, you need to exert more force here. Take your enemy by surprise. You need to strike fast, retract faster, and not give your enemy a chance to grab your wrist and restrict your movements!"
