The evening lessons didn't take much time, just about an hour or so, and the practice for the junior brothers was already over.
As soon as they had finished their practice, his lecture had just come to an end.
"For practitioners to solidify what they've learned, and for beginners to concentrate, I allow for a slower pace in these lectures. Listen to as much as you can manage, after all, these lessons will be ongoing."
Zhang Fei Xuan and Wang Qizheng were somewhat surprised by this. When had Big Senior Brother become so tolerant in this regard?
Weren't there strict deadlines before?
But soon, they understood why he was showing such leniency.
Song Yin's pupils dilated, and the White Fire ignited upon them again.
Oh...
As expected.
Zhang Fei Xuan glanced at the White Fire on his body, showing a look of anticipation, and promptly slumped to the ground.
Heaven as cover, earth as bed, it's quite nice...
