No sooner said than done. The little ones struck their poses in the courtyard. Yuan Si stood at the very front, with her nephews lined up behind her by height. They began to learn, following her every move.
Yuan Si had never taken on students during the apocalypse, nor did she know how to teach. So, her idea of "teaching" was simply to perform a full palm technique with fluid grace. Of course, to accommodate the little ones behind her, she intentionally performed it very slowly, striving to make every single move clear for them to see.
Just like that, Yuan Si went through the routine several times until the sky was completely dark and a normal person could no longer see clearly. Only then did she stop. As for whether her handful of temporary students had actually learned the palm technique, she couldn't have cared less. That was how irresponsible she was.
