Sunday, March 10, 2024.
Early morning.
Mandarin Oriental Hotel, top-floor suite.
Tang Song gripped the pull-up bar with both hands, doing pull-ups.
Outside the window, dawn had just broken. The Mediterranean Sea's morning light pierced through the thin mist, casting his muscular contours into sharp relief.
After both his endurance and agility broke through 92, the feedback from his body had become extremely noticeable.
His training efficiency and recovery speed had both improved tremendously.
For ordinary people, such high-intensity morning exercise would be enormously draining. For him, it was more like a warm-up set.
"Ring, ring, ring."
The phone beside him began to vibrate.
Tang Song released the bar, landed steadily, and picked it up for a look.
[Chen Jing]
"Hello, Secretary Chen."
"Good morning, Mr. Tang. Ms. Ouyang has invited you to breakfast. She said she wanted to discuss Xuanji Light Realm's future expansion in Europe with you in person."
"Alright, I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Understood. I'll wait for you at the door."
The call ended.
Tang Song took a drink of water, an amused smile appearing in his eyes.
That reserved Ms. Ouyang had certainly found herself a very respectable excuse.
He could not help thinking back to last night.
After all the executive review meetings had concluded, he had not returned to his own room. Instead, he had gone directly to Ouyang Xuanyue's.
He had given that dignified and noble Precision Queen a harsh lesson, leaving her questioning her life by the end.
He had to admit, the skill effects that came with 90 endurance and 90 agility were simply far too powerful.
And yet, even so, she had still refused to let him stay the night in her room.
Her reason was perfectly valid: there were too many eyes around.
This time, the two