"Are you exhausted?" Looking at the little girl before him, He Longze couldn't help but furrow his brows with concern.
He knew, she was nearly at her limit; her legs were trembling, and it was possible she'd collapse any second.
He cursed himself for this; how could he have insisted she stay?
To him, she wasn't doing poorly, but in her eyes, she'd only been left behind because she wasn't performing well enough; surely she felt deeply wronged.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Ye Lantian shook her head resolutely, speaking firmly, "Not tired."
Now she was the only one left, surrounded by those ready to mock her. If she continued to fail, who knows how they'd ridicule her?
So she wouldn't admit to being tired; she was determined to meet his standards.
"If you can't hold on, take a rest first." His voice was so soft only she could hear it.
Yet Ye Lantian seemed to be defying him, with a little face coldly saying, "Instructor, give the command! I can do this."
