It took Gu Huaijin several seconds before he slightly turned his head to look at Gu Zhiqi, "Girl, tell me honestly, what order is your Ancient Martial Arts?"
Listening to Gu Huaijin's question, Gu Zhiqi paused while wiping sweat with her tissue, silenced for two seconds, then dropped the sentence, "It's time for a meal, let's eat."
Then, she floated away.
Gu Huaijin "..."
"This girl." Gu Huaijin muttered under his breath as he stepped towards the edge of the training field.
Gu Huaijin walked to the edge of the training field and made his way up the steps to the spectator stand.
Gu Mengyang stood by the railing on the spectator stand, the disdain in his eyes evident as he saw the exhausted state Gu Huaijin was reduced to.
"Old Master Gu, how do you feel?"
"Not bad," Gu Huaijin said, his tone devoid of emotion.
Seeing him like this, Gu Mengyang felt like exploding his damn head with a hammer, but remembering he couldn't beat Gu Huaijin, he gave up the thought.
