TFWYH – Chapter 220 Benefits of Carrying Weight

Compared to the other two, Ling Sheng was much more at ease. He skillfully wrapped up some dried beef while chatting with Tang Wan:

“Seven days from now is Xiaofang’s wedding. Will you two be going back then?”

Even though their branch of the family had split off, they were still members of the old Ling clan.

Although he didn’t really want Ling Xiaofang to run into Ling Yu, as her cousin, it would look bad if he didn’t attend her wedding.

Tang Wan had no desire whatsoever to face that awful family again—but this wasn’t her decision to make.

“I’ll ask Mother when we get back. She’ll decide.”

“Good!” Ling Sheng nodded, thinking that meant they would be going. Madam Jiang was proper and polite; on such an occasion, she would certainly bring the children home for the celebration. “Don’t worry. It’s a wedding day—Grandfather and Grandmother will behave themselves a bit.”

“Oh.” Tang Wan wasn’t worried about that at all. She had no intention of showing them any face anyway.

She didn’t care who they were—if anyone dared to bully her, they’d see what she was made of.

Ling Sheng saw her expression and sighed deeply.

Of course he understood what she meant.

But the ones he was worried about weren’t the old couple—it was Ling Xiaofang.

Lately, Xiaofang had been acting too well-behaved, just like a proper bride-to-be—never stepping out of the house, spending her days quietly embroidering her wedding gown.

But the more docile she seemed, the more uneasy Ling Sheng felt.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that she was up to no good!

When Tang Wan saw his brooding face again, she was speechless.

Then, noticing the training weights on his legs, she changed the subject. “You two—take those weights off later.”

“What?”

Ling Sheng froze at her words.

Li Dashan also blinked, stunned. “Wan-niang, didn’t you say we had to wear them for ten months? We can take them off already?”

Expressionless, Tang Wan said flatly, “Take them off and try.”

The two looked glum for a moment—but quickly grew excited.

Ling Sheng’s eyes lit up. “Does that mean we can start martial training now?”

“…You wish,” Tang Wan said coldly. “You’ll replace those with iron blocks—fifty jin on each arm and leg.”

The two: “!!”

“When you can move freely with two hundred jin of weight, then you can start learning.”

The two of them: “…”

That was too cruel!

Two hundred jin of iron blocks?

Was she trying to kill them?!

Ling Sheng gritted his teeth. “So you never planned to teach us in the first place, did you?”

Tang Wan had expected that.

Both men were already older, and martial arts required steady, gradual progress.

Between them, Ling Sheng was more impulsive and hot-tempered—not really suited for the discipline of martial training.

If she didn’t give them a bit of motivation, they’d give up halfway for sure.

Tang Wan set down what she was holding and walked outside. “You two—come out.”

Ling Sheng and Li Dashan exchanged looks, then followed her out.

Li Wu and the others, seeing this, also put down their work to watch the show.

Because of the “haunted house” reputation, the alley was very quiet and deserted.

Once outside, Tang Wan told them to remove their weights.

They obeyed.

Habit was a terrifying thing—they had grown so used to the weights that every month they had increased them beyond what Tang Wan had prescribed, pushing themselves to their limits.

After three months, each man carried fifty jin on his legs.

Now, the moment they took them off, they instantly felt the difference—

It was like their bodies had become feather-light!

Almost like they could leap over walls!

Tang Wan glanced toward the doorway, where Zhang San and Li Si were watching with curiosity. “You two—come here. Fight them.”

Zhang San and Li Si froze, dumbfounded.

Zhang San rubbed his hands awkwardly. “Uh… that’s not right, is it? Brother Sheng’s our boss.”

“What nonsense? Get moving!” Ling Sheng snapped impatiently.

“Cough… all right then, don’t blame us for being rough.”

The two exchanged sly grins and charged at Ling Sheng and Li Dashan.

When else would they get the chance to beat up their boss? They’d be fools to waste it.

But as soon as they lunged, the two men simply sidestepped—light and fast as cats.

After dodging, Ling Sheng and Li Dashan both froze, staring at each other in disbelief.

They could feel it—their reactions were insanely sharp!

Zhang San and Li Si tried again, but it was no use—their targets slipped away like smoke. They couldn’t even brush their sleeves.

In the end, it was Zhang San and Li Si who got thrown to the ground instead.

“…What the—”

Ling Sheng and Li Dashan stared in amazement at their own feet, unable to recover for a long time.