"Unlike you, I have discussed with Commander Xia before I enrolled in the military school that I would register for that team after practicing in a primary military unit for a year. Han Zheng, you are not tough enough."
And then, he turned around, walking into the room. Bewildered, Han Zheng couldn't figure out what he meant for a long time.
"Brother Xia, Master Xia, you have to teach me what to do," said Han Zheng. As a breeze from the mountain stroked his face, he became sober instantly. He stood up, chasing after his friend. "Can you teach your brother a trick before going to see your young bride?"
Xia Jinyuan's slow and calm voice was heard from outside the room. "Young bride? I don't have the guts to do that. I am just protecting the girl. Come, Han Zheng, behave yourself if you want my instructions."
He wasn't bold enough to treat that little fox as his young bride.
