At this moment, the students from the 22 classes undergoing military training on the field suddenly noticed their instructors seemed distracted. They became inexplicably tense and restrained, their eyes frequently darting toward the stands—no, not just darting, they were stealing peeks.
What was going on?
At once, all the students looked toward the stands curiously. There sat only a single young man wearing a face mask.
"Turn left."
"Turn right."
"About-face."
Seeing the students looking toward the stands, the instructors were so frightened their hair stood on end. They hastily ordered their classes to turn around, so their backs were to Ye Xiu's position. Then they stole glances at Ye Xiu's expression, fearing the students' gazes would provoke him.
A quick glance revealed Ye Xiu beckoning them over.
He's telling us to approach!
