Everyone was in high spirits today and gathered at the training grounds. Wen Jiu watched her grandfather, whose prowess had not faded with age; he held his long spear with the fluidity of flowing water, his gaze radiating a murderous intent. She thought that even if her grandfather were just sitting motionless on horseback, he could scare off a squad of enemy soldiers. Wen Jiu admired him deeply, her eyes filled with adoration—a light that did not escape Wen Xi’s notice.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the Old General suddenly pivoted his spear and thrust it directly toward Wen Xi. Wen Xi wanted to counterattack on the spot, but he couldn't... Then, recalling the look of admiration Wen Jiu had just directed at their grandfather, he suddenly lost the desire to keep up his act. Just as he prepared to engage, Wen Jiu called out to stop them.
"Grandfather, you're bullying him! He’s unarmed and doesn't know martial arts; you’re scaring him." Wen Jiu had sensed Wen Xi’s hesitation. Her judgment was always sharp, and she knew she hadn't misread the situation. At the very least, Wen Xi did know martial arts, and he was hesitating for a reason. Since he was hesitating, there had to be factors she wasn't aware of, so she decided to intervene.
Chapter 41