After staring at Anjing Zhen for quite a while, Kitasan Black finally could not hold back any longer.
"A-Zhen..."
His fingers paused over the keyboard. Anjing Zhen did not turn around, merely giving an "Mm," his eyes still fixed on the screen.
"I've finished my recovery training for today."
Kitasan Black lifted her chin slightly, carefully concealed anticipation in her voice.
"And the muscle soreness is almost gone too. When I stretch, I can lift my legs as high as I used to..."
She rambled on, but seeing that Anjing Zhen still showed no reaction, she could not help twitching her ears and leaning closer to him.
"So... can I go back to regular training? Just a little, maybe... just for tomorrow, okay?"
Only then did Anjing Zhen stop what he was doing.
Turning around, a flash of helplessness crossed his eyes, though his tone remained serious.
"Go back to regular training? No problem."
Kitasan Black's eyes instantly lit up, but just as the corners of her lips began to rise, Anjing Zhen abruptly changed course.
"As long as your condition has recovered."
The smile that had just appeared instantly fell away, and Kitasan Black's ears and shoulders drooped as well.
She looked at Anjing Zhen with pleading eyes. There was not a trace of the bearing expected from the "Queen of Autumn" or the "Voice of the Era." Instead, she looked like a wronged little girl who had finally finished her homework only to discover that her favorite cartoon had already ended.
Seeing her like this, Anjing Zhen's heart softened, but he kept his serious tone and patiently explained.
"In the final 300 meters of the Tenno Sho Autumn, you pushed your body almost to its theoretical limit just to cross the finish line."
"The doctor said you needed