On the morning of the second day, at the training hall, Luo Zheng and the others stood in a line of stones, calmly watching the Tiger King proudly standing in front. Having been back for a while, with good spirits and nutrition, the Tiger King had gained quite a bit of weight, but appeared even more imposing. Wearing a perfectly fitting training outfit, he exuded an aura of commanding presence that was awe-inspiring.
The Tiger King glanced at Luo Zheng with satisfaction, swept his eyes over the entire hall, and shouted, "Everyone, I've heard about your situation. Since you're going to kill the enemy, I'm standing here to give you special training. If I hear that you fail at the critical moment, slack off, or act foolishly, you'd better not come back. Otherwise, I'll beat your asses up. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Everyone shouted with enthusiasm, their blood surging with excitement, their fighting spirit high.
