For everyone at Shrek Academy, it had been an exhausting yet fulfilling day.
They were all utterly worn out, and the entire academy soon fell silent.
Late at night.
On the empty training field, a lone figure stood by himself.
Ye Liuyun had not gone to sleep.
The scenes of his sparring match with Xiao Wu that afternoon kept replaying in his mind.
Recalling Xiao Wu's movements, Ye Liuyun raised his leg, twisted his waist, and threw a punch.
He considered the best way to respond.
Breaking down each individual move was not difficult.
But Xiao Wu would not throw one move and then wait.
Her attacks usually came one after another, like a raging storm.
When he tried to connect his responses, Ye Liuyun's movements became incomparably stiff, like a puppet pulled by strings, utterly lacking any sense of flow.
His reaction speed could not keep up with the speed at which Xiao Wu changed her moves.
Just then.
A faint set of footsteps approached.
Wearing a black, form-fitting training outfit, Zhu Zhuqing walked out of the girls' dormitory.
She had not gone to sleep either.
Back when she had been fighting to survive, she often trained for an entire day before using meditation in place of sleep.
In order to catch up to her sister, she had no time to rest.
When Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the training field and saw Ye Liuyun, she paused.
She recalled Ye Liuyun's indifferent glance during the daytime run, followed by his utterly unhesitating acceleration as he left her behind.
Heartless bastard.
Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly to herself.
The tiny bit of goodwill and expectation that had just begun to sprout within her had long since gone to the dogs. Seeing Ye Liuyun now, she felt nothing but an inexplicable surge of