Su Sheng and Lan Yuling spent over an hour in the living room, working up a sweat, but neither made a loud sound, fearing they might disturb Zeng Ni, who was resting in the room.
It wasn't that he didn't want to book an additional suite, but during the exam period, nearby hotel rooms were in high demand. Having one room was enough, and he also needed to consider the rest needs of other students.
"Tired, huh? Wipe off your sweat!"
Su Sheng handed over a clean towel, then he sheathed his sword himself—a sword having no feelings, unlike humans.
Dammit, this scene was easily misunderstood, but he had to say, it was just sword practice!
"Yes!"
Lan Yuling wiped her slightly sweaty forehead. She hadn't expected that just standing still and using hand swords could be so exhausting. The man's strength had become terrifyingly powerful.
