Yan Zheke, who was in the middle of her class, wasted no time in giving a short and sweet reply to Lou Cheng's declaration.
"You can do it hubby!"
Lou Cheng chuckled at the reply, then replied with a reaction image of a person in red headband striving to work hard. Putting his phone aside, he got into a stance and began visualizing the dense "Emperor Yan Statue", clad in liquid flames— in order to control the "Flame Force" in his body, guiding and gathering it before compressing it.
With some breaks in between, four to five hours of training quickly passed. By that time, eighty percent of the world's lights had seemingly been switched off, and darkness ruled the world again. Lou Cheng's eyes snapped open, a flare flashing across his irises— dazzling white to red, like the dangling sun during dawn.
