An Jing had experience leading new recruits in modern times, and she had seen countless embarrassing moments of new recruits. Moreover, she considered both military training and martial arts practice extremely serious matters. No matter how funny someone’s blunder might be, An Jing always maintained a stern face.
So, at this moment, even though Wang Youbao’s failed attempt to catch the stick was quite comical, An Jing had not a trace of a smile on her face. Instead, she stood seriously to the side, hands clasped behind her back, just like an instructor watching over them.
Xiao Changyi, though expressionless, kept an eye on An Jing with the corner of his own. Seeing her standing there valiantly, as if she were surrounded by a layer of light, a hint of amusement flickered in the depths of his cold eyes.
The moment the amusement disappeared, he swung the stick with a sweep, fierce and powerful, as if his energy were piercing through the rainbow.
Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu’s eyes lit up in an instant.
Upon witnessing this scene, even the solemn-faced An Jing couldn’t help but let the corners of her mouth rise. That man was her husband, after all.
Xiao Changyi said nothing, and with a swing of his stick, he began to demonstrate a set of stick techniques. The techniques were more about skill than brute strength. Considering the current level of Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu, they wouldn’t be able to learn anything too difficult, so Xiao Changyi only demonstrated a simple set.
Despite its simplicity, it appeared complex due to his high speed—the stick was no longer a stick in the eyes of others, but a shadow, the shadow of the stick revolving around Xiao Changyi.
Everywhere the stick could reach was filled with dense shadows, creating an intimidating and fearful presence that no one dared to approach Xiao Changyi.
The man stood still, the stick was withdrawn, and the shadows disappeared.
Finally, Xiao Changyi spoke, "Now, you try it and let me see."
In the end, it was Wang Youbao who honestly said, "I didn’t catch it clearly, I can’t do it."
Li Wuyu immediately echoed, "I also didn’t see it clearly."
At this moment, An Jing added, "Husband, I didn’t see it clearly either."
Xiao Changyi silently swung his stick again, starting over. However, this time he slowed down significantly, performing each move clearly and distinctly. Anyone with a good memory would be able to remember it after one demonstration.
Unfortunately, neither Li Wuyu nor Wang Youbao had a good memory. After Xiao Changyi repeated the sequence twice more and saw that Li Wuyu and Wang Youbao still could not remember it, he threw down the stick and stopped teaching.
He had no patience for anyone, except his wife.
Seeing Xiao Changyi abandon the stick and refuse to teach further, Li Wuyu and Wang Youbao were at a loss: "..."
It was An Jing who, while passing a cup of tea to the approaching Xiao Changyi, assured Li Wuyu and Wang Youbao with a smile, "It’s all right, it’s all right. I got it, so it’s the same if I teach you two."
Only then did Li Wuyu and Wang Youbao relax, continuing to practice with their sticks.
"Husband, you’ve worked hard," An Jing said, her smile beaming.
Xiao Changyi, while sipping his tea, replied, "It’s not hard." He paused, "It’s just that they are too stupid."
An Jing almost burst into laughter. She knew he wasn’t stopping because it was hard, but because he had lost his patience.
"Not everyone can learn on the first try like you do," An Jing said consolingly. Pausing, she feigned ignorance, "I never noticed you were this impatient before."
Xiao Changyi knew she was pretending, but still said, "You never noticed, and that’s because I’ve always been extremely patient with you."
"Hahaha..." An Jing laughed heartily.
Li Wuyu and Wang Youbao, who were practicing, looked over in confusion upon hearing An Jing’s laughter.
An Jing immediately told them, "Keep practicing!"