721: Imperial Expedition (Part Two) [Sick Leave]

"You two are both quite good."

Shen Tang's eyes curved as her smile deepened.

Hearing this, Lu Ji straightened her already ramrod-straight back even more.

Shen Tang continued, "However, progress in martial arts doesn't come overnight. It comes from accumulating day by day, so Zhizong, don't push yourself too hard. You should know that balancing work with rest appropriately can double the results with half the effort. Daily accumulation is certainly important, but improving your state of mind is important too."

Alliance Leader Huang was, in a sense, Lu Ji's indirect enemy for her father's murder.

As Lu Ji's daughter, it was only natural that she forced herself to train, hoping that one day she could avenge him. While watching the battle just now, Shen Tang had noticed that Lu Ji's fighting style was more aggressive than before, and guessed that her state of mind had changed. On the path of martial arts, haste made waste.

Not only would she fail to improve, she might even regress instead.

Lu Ji clenched her fist and declared loudly, "This subordinate only needs 'work'; I don't need 'rest.' Only then can I strive upward. How could I slack off when I must one day charge into battle for my lord?"

Shen Tang looked at Lu Ji, who seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. She remembered that the late Prefect Lu's daughter—the former Young Lady Lu—had once been known as the "Rouge Tigress," but toward her, she had shown restrained respect. She had never displayed such unrestrained, fervent admiration. Shen Tang had not paid attention to her for a while. How had she suddenly put on rose-colored glasses?

Seeing Lu Ji reminded Shen Tang of this hard-luck child, so she proposed having Lu Ji