Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

"You son of a bitch, Zhou Ang, you're a traitor!"

"Once I get out of here, I'll definitely make you pay!"

"I am a student of the Imperial Academy, a disciple of the Emperor! You cannot treat me like this!"

……

Gao Zhao was forced by Zhou Ang to wear half-body armor and thrown onto the training ground, where he was forced to run with a group of soldiers who were also wearing armor.

The moment there was a pause, a blow came. The armor protected him, so it wouldn't hurt him, but getting hit by Zhou Ang's blow really hurt!

As a brilliant man of his time, Gao Zhao was naturally pragmatic and, seeing that the situation was beyond his control, had no choice but to follow the crowd.

Although he was forced into thievery, he had a strong sense of pride and was not about to accept his fate. So he ran while cursing loudly.

In a short while, he cursed all of Zhou Ang's ancestors for eighteen generations. Zhou Ang was not angry. He just stared at him with a stern face. If he paused for a moment, he would strike with his stick, which would make Gao Zhao fly far away!

The soldiers running alongside were dumbfounded. What crime had this brother committed to be forced to run with such a heavy load? This half-body armor weighed twenty or thirty pounds!

And yet they still brought out Zhou Ang, that wicked star, specifically to torment him!

At noon, the sun was blazing, and Gao Zhao, clad in iron armor, was sweating profusely. He cursed even more fiercely!

Zhou Ang remained unmoved, waving his bat expressionlessly to drive them away.

Qiu Yue, the head instructor of the Imperial Guards, happened to pass by and saw this scene. He frowned, walked over, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Zhou Ang whispered, "The son of Grand Commandant Gao is always causing trouble. Today, we've deliberately tricked him into coming to the army so he'll suffer!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yue frowned even more deeply and hurriedly said, "Just do it halfway, don't actually ruin it, or it'll be hard to explain!"

Zhou Ang twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, saying, "I understand, but this kid has been cursing me for almost the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and his voice is still so strong. Does he look like he's been overtrained?"

Qiu Yue then glanced at Gao Zhao in surprise. Seeing that although Gao Zhao was cursing fiercely, he showed no signs of fatigue and clearly still had energy to spare, Qiu Yue nodded and said, "Then let's continue! We'll stop when he's too tired to curse anymore."

Zhou Ang nodded, just as Gao Zhao slowed down, shouted loudly, brandished his stick, and charged forward again. Upon hearing the shout, Gao Zhao turned and ran!

After finally finishing the run, Gao Zhao, panting heavily, threw off his armor. He was drenched in sweat and completely exhausted!

But deep down, I was extremely proud. I ran this far with the weight on my back. I did it!

My physique of 52 points makes me so strong!

If you max out your liver, you'll be incredibly powerful, but you definitely won't be able to run anymore, as you'll easily hurt your legs.

Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Zhou Ang walking over.

Although he was tormented by this incident, his innate pride allowed him to stand tall and glance sideways at Zhou Ang, saying, "You think I was forced to run by you? Wrong! Only by running can I show you my strength, and then I can insult you with more confidence!"

"Very well! I hope you can keep cursing. Then let's move on to the next project!" Zhou Ang said with a stern face, grabbed him, and dragged him away.

Gao Zhao was terrified and struggled repeatedly, saying, "Zhou Ang... Brother Zhou, it was just a joke, don't take it seriously!"

Zhou Ang ignored him, dragged him to another area, and pointed ahead, saying, "This time, we're training your jumping ability!"

Looking at the field before him, which consisted of nothing but trenches and low walls, Gao Zhao felt like crying. He turned to Gao Zhao and said seriously, "Can we make a deal...?"

"No!" Zhou Ang refused outright, raising his stick at the same time.

"That son of a bitch Zhou Ang, just you wait... Ouch..."

With a thud, Gao Zhao screamed and rushed toward the obstacle in front of him.

This time, however, it wasn't as easy as simply running. He was physically strong and could withstand a lot of training, but his agility was average; he couldn't jump far or high...

They either fell into the trench or crashed into the low wall, their condition was horrific.

Even Zhou Ang was startled. He had only given him extra training because he thought his physical condition was good, but he never expected it to turn out this badly...

If this really causes serious injury, I won't be able to explain it to Gao Qiu!

Seeing him fall into the ditch again, he rushed forward, wanting to stop him from training. However, when he got to the edge of the ditch, Gao Zhao climbed out of it again, cursing at him as he continued to rush forward.

Zhou Ang smiled slightly and stopped trying to stop him!

It's been many years since I've trained a soldier like this, and it's a bit of a pity that he's not one of my own...

After a long while, Gao Zhao finally climbed over the last trench, completely exhausted. He lay on the ground, panting heavily, and glanced at Zhou Ang standing beside him, sneering, "You son of a bitch, Zhou Ang, how tough is your grandpa?!"

Zhou Ang curled his lip and said indifferently, "Too slow to run, unqualified! Too low to jump, unqualified! Too low to jump far, unqualified! Do you really want me to answer whether you're good or not? I can only say, you still need to train!"

Gao Zhao flew into a rage: "Your grandfather was a scholar, a learned man, not a boorish brute like you. A true man is one whose name is called upon at the Donghua Gate, don't you understand?!"

"Why are you calling out names at Donghua Gate! Do you even know all the characters...?" Gao Qiu walked over as Gao Zhao was yelling.

He was worried that Zhou Ang might overdo it and hurt Gao Zhao, but when he got closer, he heard Gao Ang cursing incessantly, which relieved him. He then decided to put a blow to Zhou Ang's arrogant attitude.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Gao Zhao lying on the ground like a toad, his clothes torn and his face bruised and swollen. His heart tightened, and he felt that Zhou Ang had been too ruthless. His expression immediately turned ugly.

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhao was even more furious that Gao Qiu was mocking him. He thought to himself that he had been tricked into coming here to be tormented for no reason. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't let Gao Qiu laugh at him. With a thought, he opened the panel and directly exchanged the gratitude points.

Instantly, a warm current swept over his body again, sweeping away his fatigue and pain. His strength was restored to its original state. Gao Zhao scrambled to his feet, stretched his limbs, and looked down at the two of them with a disdainful smile.

"Everyone says the Song Dynasty's elite troops are the Imperial Guards, with rigorous daily training. But seeing them today... huh... is that all?"

Gao Qiu: "..."

Zhou Ang: "..."

"Weren't you going to discipline me? Weren't you going to teach me a lesson?" Gao Zhao said disdainfully, "Little Zhou, you don't actually think you can subdue me with these little tricks, do you? Haha... How naive! I'm just putting on an act, can't you see that?"

Zhou Ang's eyes twitched violently. He turned to look at Gao Qiu, awaiting instructions.

Gao Qiu's lips twitched, thinking that Zhou Ang was afraid of his status and didn't dare to practice seriously, but was just putting on a show and being perfunctory!

He immediately turned and left, saying unhappily, "Since he still has energy left, let him continue practicing, and be more serious!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Zhou Ang bowed deeply, watched Gao Qiu leave, and then turned to Gao Zhao, saying, "Next task: don armor, climb the slope, and wade through the water."

……

After a long while, Gao Zhao lay on the ground shouting, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..."

Zhou Ang said coldly, "Stop acting! Keep climbing!"