Ou Lan remained silent, but her eyes were incredibly earnest and serious.
In fact, Zhan Moxiao was also very serious in his teaching, even more eager than her to make her stronger so that he could bring her back to the Zhan Family to meet the elders sooner and solidify her status as Young Lady Zhan.
He said, "If the enemy is taller than you, start with a feint using both hands and aim for his eyes."
Ou Lan rudely interrupted him, "If someone is taller than me, I should go for their eyes? Isn't that asking for trouble? How am I supposed to reach, on tiptoes?"
"Hmm, you're quite clever," Zhan Moxiao said with a smile, nodding his head, "you need to listen to the key point of the question. I told you to start with a feint. A feint means to make a misleading move, not actually aiming where you seem to strike."
"Oh, got it, got it. What next?"
