Feng Yi was ready to begin, but he swiftly withdrew his combat posture upon reconsidering. After all, there was no need to take his sparing sessions with these greenhouse flowers too seriously. He was a warrior, a warrior who had fought his way through a survival of the fittest environment. His understanding of fighting was essentially worlds apart from these greenhouse flowers.
"Why do you..."
"There is no why, if you're strong enough, force me to use my real strength."
Sheng Qiangwei knew Feng Yi was strong, but however strong he was, how much stronger could he get? Could he ascend to the heavens? She was aware that Milly was not a reckless person and must have her reasons for acting this way, but hearing these words, she couldn't help but be moved.
