"I've got the same feeling." Han Xiaoxu sat up straight, suddenly curious.
Ever since he first met the great beauty, he felt that she herself was an enigma. No matter how long they spent together, she remained utterly inscrutable.
"Is that so!" Her light eyes twinkled as she slowly curved her lips into a smile, "Perhaps you could even say that I've undergone some sort of secret training!"
After all, the events of her past life were, to the current her, both relevant and irrelevant. So, that could be considered her 'secret training.'
"Secret training" everyone pondered, then nodded unanimously.
Indeed, they firmly believed it. How else could one explain her current formidable combat skills and physical prowess if not for some rigorous training in the past? Ling Xi must have experienced some sort of extraordinary training that was quite unlike the norm—even more intense than their current regimen.
