Yang Wucheng watched silently, an unconcealable pride in his eyes.
Although he had invited Lin Kuang to serve as an instructor, he was still proud of his own soldiers deep down.
After more than ten minutes of brawling, the soldiers began to fall one by one, until only a single man remained standing.
"Lin Kuang, what do you think? This is Zhang Tianyou, the captain of the Seal Special Team. He's quite skilled," Yang Wucheng said with a smile, his heart swelling with a pride he couldn't hide.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang nodded. "Not bad. Just barely passing."
Lin Kuang spoke indifferently. Though his voice wasn't loud, everyone in the room could hear him clearly.
In the army, Lin Kuang was a soldier through and through. By his standards, Zhang Tianyou had indeed just barely reached the passing mark.
Hearing Lin Kuang's words, Yang Wucheng opened his mouth, but in the end, said nothing.
Considering Lin Kuang's background, some things were better left unsaid.
