Dai Mubai said, "Oscar and the other two still haven't gotten up, it looks like they're exhausted. Let's go back to practice, we still don't know what kind of devilish training the Grandmaster will bring us tomorrow."
Tang San nodded and was about to clean up his utensils, but Xiaowu stopped him.
"Let's go, dishwashing is not something men should be concerned with. Leave it to us."
Tang San smiled slightly, patted Xiaowu on the head, and turned to walk outside.
Dai Mubai's gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing who still hadn't finished eating, yet she managed to free one hand to stack up the utensils that Dai Mubai had used. While she didn't say anything, her actions had already conveyed her message.
Dai Mubai was overjoyed, knowing full well that Zhu Zhuqing was shy, he didn't make a sound and hurriedly followed Tang San outside.
