At the Long Ya headquarters, on the training ground.
Shen Xiangtian, bare-chested, carrying a massive boulder on his back, ran towards the gate of the base, shouting loudly, "Run faster, damn it! All of you are Heavenly Peak Martial Artists, and you're still running so slowly. If these stones aren't back at the foot of the mountain within thirty minutes, I'll skin you alive!"
Suddenly, a roaring sound arose. Shen Xiangtian looked up, puzzled, and muttered to himself, "Who's got nothing better to do than come here at this time?"
He turned his head and, reaching out, shifted the boulder from his back onto Chen Jiantao's, "You're practically at the Innate level; let's add some more weight for you. I'll go see who's got nothing better to do and has come here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiangtian turned and left, leaving Chen Jiantao with a bitter smile on his face.
