Jiang Xiaowai's summer class went relatively smoothly. Although his Taekwondo stances might not have been perfectly standardized, they still had some style.
The bonding between the siblings wasn't due to the camaraderie of attending classes together, but rather their shared ordeal every time they went to the old house for a meal whenever they encountered Jiang Chengsi.
"So, how's the Taekwondo practice going lately?" Some uncle-like figure, who appeared quite harmless, asked.
But he would always follow up with:
"Come on, show us what you've got."
The siblings: "..."
Jiang Chengsi didn't really care to watch them perform, he was simply bored and amused himself by teasing the kids to pass the time. Plus, watching Jiang Xiaowai, who had a face similar to Jiang Xiaowu's, throw punches was quite comical.
Jiang Xiaowai glanced at Jiang Sese, "My sister is dressed very prettily today, it's not suitable for those moves. I'll do it."
