"If only we didn't have to train, that would be so great!" Lin You muttered softly.
The girl across blinked.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Lin You quickly shook his head.
Feil, on the side, was sipping milk daintily and transmitted his thoughts.
"Dream on, it's rare for Chris to train you so diligently. She's a veteran who has survived being hunted by a multitude of psychics to this day. Her experience is not to be underestimated. Others would beg for this opportunity. You should be grateful."
"Who would want this kind of opportunity? They can have it," Lin You said irritably.
"Suffer now, bleed less later," Feil lazily commented.
"Easy for you to say," Lin You glared fiercely at Feil.
"You don't know what's good for you," Feil said nonchalantly.
Lin You was furious, grabbed Feil in one swoop. "No more eating for you!" He grabbed a napkin from the side. His eyes shifted, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved up.
