When Xie Liangchen made another move, Song Xian was already aware of it. Years of habit made him react almost instinctively, but as he grasped her wrist, he still reduced most of his strength.
Even so, Xie Liangchen still fell hard to the ground.
Xie Liangchen didn't cry out; to be precise, from the moment she fell to now lying on the ground, there hadn't been the slightest sound from her for a long while.
At first, Song Xian didn't pay attention, just waited for her to get up on her own. The waiting time dragged on, and he began to recall what he had just done.
Then he started to suspect, could it be that he used too much force, directly causing her to faint?
After all, she was a woman, not as sturdy as the soldiers he trained.
If he had known teaching someone was this troublesome, he shouldn't have stayed here.
Song Xian took a few steps forward, standing beside Xie Liangchen, lowering his head to look at her.