Shi Qian raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She was sparingly tired and profusely sweaty.
However, even after two hours of exercise, Shang Sizhan didn't sweat. His face didn't redden and pant. It was as if he stood quietly from the beginning to the end.
How did he do it?!
"Let's go." Shang Sizhan said.
"Alright." Shi Qian nodded.
The two turned around and walked out. Yaoyao and Beastie followed them.
"Master Zhan, my performance today was alright, right? It should prove that I haven't been slacking off recently, right?" Shi Qian asked again.
Shang Sizhan glanced at her. "There shouldn't be anyone who can beat you in the Imperial Capital at the moment," he said after a pause.
"It's a pity that I haven't fought with other experts other than you. Most are hooligans. They don't reflect my level at all. I don't even know what level I am at."
