"Really... can I have a bit more to drink?" he asked stiffly after downing the fifth bottle of water, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"You can drink five more bottles, you need to speed up your metabolism to recover to a healthy state as quickly as possible," Li Qingming said as he raised his hand, "You are our strongest combatant, deserving of the best supplies."
"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better already," Zhe Bu agreed, nodding vigorously as he twisted open another bottle of water, "This is the most well-supplied fight I've ever been in."
"Heh," K laughed, resting his hands behind his head, "If you hadn't screwed up yourself, the situation would only be better now."
"That..." Badia hurriedly leaned in and whispered, "We're not really in a position to talk about that, are we?"
"You're not in a position to talk about my position either!"
In the midst of laughter, Li Qingming pressed his hand down, trying to look as serious as possible.
