Xiao Ruohai lowered his gaze to look at Bai Jinzhi, who was shorter than Bai Qingyan. Seeing the little girl's red-rimmed eyes, he softly assured her, "The Eldest Young Lady knows what she's doing. Fourth Young Lady, don't worry."
Bai Jinzhi was not unfamiliar with the iron sandbags. All the Bai family children had used them during martial arts training. But she had never used such heavy iron sandbags.
With Eldest Sister's frail body, could she handle it?!
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Late in the fourth watch.
The cold wind howled as a few scattered snowflakes began to fall in Baiwo City.
In the training ground, the flames roared fiercely inside the high-raised fire bowls, swaying vigorously in the wind.
Amidst the silence of the night, the sound of arrows tearing through the air kept ringing, falling, then rising again, striking the straw targets, and falling once more.