He Jinxuan held her in his arms, finally feeling at ease: "You little troublemaker, you promised you'd come back earlier."
Xinyan pressed her face against his chest: "Sorry for making you worry."
He Jinxuan rubbed his chin on the top of her head: "Have you been practicing the military boxing I taught you before?"
Xinyan nodded and lightly said "hmm": "I practice whenever I have time every day. If you don't believe me, we can have a match later."
She wasn't lying; every day Xinyan would find time to practice in her space, and with her newfound strength, she could probably take on ten people at once. She also discovered that after practicing military boxing, her body had become extremely nimble.
He Jinxuan really did want to test her improvement: "Alright, after dinner, I'll spar with you."
He raised his hand to touch Xinyan's hair: "You must be hungry, let's eat first."
Actually, he didn't want to let go, but he also didn't want the little girl to be hungry.
