'Hiss…' The sudden pain caught He Xun off guard. He sucked in a cold breath. "Wei'er, don't use so much force."
However, Chen Wei'er was unresponsive. She did not let go at all. He Xun thought that maybe the wind drowned his voice… He moved his shoulders, and the hand of Chen Wei'er slowly loosened.
"Wei'er, you grabbed me just now. I couldn't use any strength," He Xun explained to his wife with a loud voice and continued to climb up. He was like a snail with a heavy shell on his back—climbing up bit by bit.
Although it was very slow, He Xun did manage to do it bare-handed. Of course, this was also thanks to his hard training.
Meanwhile, Chen Wei'er was out of it. The scene of He Xun entering the army for training appeared in her mind. She was extremely anxious. It was as if she could see the gloomy weather and He Xun, who always stayed at the back. He was covered in sweat as he gritted his teeth to persevere. In spite of his condition, he still motivated his comrades…
