"Can't hold it in anymore?"
Yang Ge smiled and looked at him.
Yang Tiansheng let out a breath as he gazed at the azure sea, "Just needed some fresh air."
Yang Ge: "That's good, it's about balancing work and rest..."
As he spoke, he glanced back at the cabin and withdrew his gaze, "Do you guys have something you want to say?"
Yang Tiansheng's smile stiffened, "Ah ha... Well, let's just chat for a bit, if what the young master says doesn't seem right, just think of it as me talking rubbish!"
Yang Ge looked at him, puzzled, "What's the matter that you're beating around the bush?"
Yang Tiansheng swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Have you noticed that there's something wrong with the way you've been practicing your martial arts?"
Yang Ge: "I know."
Yang Tiansheng: "Huh?"
Yang Ge: "But how did you all figure it out?"
Yang Tiansheng: "We all discussed it, I felt something wasn't quite right with you..."
Yang Ge: "What's not right?"
