Luo Murong, who had just walked out of the washroom, nodded. He then looked back at the washroom thoughtfully.
"You've done a good job with hygiene this week. I can't find any problems with it. It'll be my turn next week," Luo Murong said.
Xu Tui felt strangely relaxed when he heard those words. It had been almost two months since school started. He had finally gotten rid of the great profession of long-term sanitation and cleaning.
"That's great." Xu Tui was elated.
"Oh, yes, Murong, I'm very interested in this genetic ancient martial arts school. I want to understand it in-depth and even try to learn it. You should be more familiar with this area. Can you tell me about it?" Xu Tui asked.
"You want to learn? Are you serious?" Luo Murong seemed to be confirming Xu Tui's attitude.
