Jing Yuang sat on the ground, defeated. You, as his Master and Teacher fo the Arts Of The Blade. Had to be harsh on him. It isn't like you hated him. You just wanted the best out of him. You wanted his best. You maybe even wanted him.Although he was quite young. He admired you and your training. "Ugh. Thank you, Master. Yet again it doesnt slip my mind how skilled you are. Even when you are in a losing scenario you stand tall and fight. I admire that." He said with his casual stoicism, An odd ray of sun positioned perfectly. Making him look like an angel. Jing Yuang was always considered Sociopathic. Or Stoic. Yet he seemed so full of emotion.