"Girl, over the past few years, you are the first one who can kick my chest twice consecutively," said Xia Jinyuan. As he smiled gently, his clear voice, which was as pleasant to the ear as that of a string instrument, cleared off the tension of the combat. "And you kicked me pretty hard. I'm afraid my chest will have two bruises in the shape of your foot tomorrow."
During their fight, Ye Jian had sensed that her rival was Xia Jinyuan. But on second thought, it was quite impossible for him to be her training partner, so she didn't say anything despite her speculation.
When Ye Jian heard his voice, she exhaled in relief. "Captain Xia, you are bullying me, aren't you? Why waste the talents of an ace soldier on me?"
