Here, Hit Me

This was a small valley that was filled with all kinds of training equipment.

"Sister-in-law, he's Xing Si, the captain of Sirius. He will be responsible for your training this time around."

Xing Si wore a black vest. His camouflage trousers were tucked into his black leather boots. Beneath his short hair was a cold and resolute face. He had slightly raised eyebrows and a high nose bridge. His eye sockets were deep, and his facial features seemed to have been carved out with a knife.

There was no sense of nobility or elegance. He was like the sharpest army knife that could pierce the enemy's heart at any time. He was masculine and full of manliness.

"Hello." Xing Si looked at her, his eyes indifferent. He said in a local accent, "Before the training, I just want to know if you are aware of what you are getting yourself into."

"Of course!"