The Limit

"Karen, how have you been resting?"

At Lanying Tower's affiliated hospital.

Inside the special surveillance ward, Kenhart held a bouquet of white flowers and gently placed it on the bedside table beside his student's bed.

"It's been a long time since I came to see you. Looks like you've been doing well."

Karen's expression turned strange as he looked at the white flowers beside him, an indescribable sense of stifled grievance rising in his heart. But since this was his mentor, he did not dare say it aloud.

"Mentor. I'm not dead. Could you not bring white flowers? No, wait, I'm not dead, so why are you bringing flowers at all?!"

".Uh, the florist told me that white flowers were best when giving someone flowers." Kenhart froze for a moment, then quickly regained his composure.

"Don't mind it. I'll get you a different color next time."

"..." Karen was left speechless as he looked at his mentor.

The situation lately had not been good. Because of the previous incident, Kenhart had come under considerable pressure.

Recently, it had become obvious that his mentor was growing increasingly exhausted.

It was not work-related, but simply the fatigue and strain caused by his confrontation with Princess Golden Spike's faction.

Even now, Karen could see the faint bags beneath his mentor's eyes. He looked as though he had not rested in a long time.

"It's nothing. I just haven't been sleeping well lately." Kenhart noticed his gaze and smiled without saying much.

The pressure on him was indeed growing heavier by the day. It was not just Princess Golden Spike's problem—her actions and attacks had prompted his other old rivals to join in as well.

Several enemies had joined forces, leaving him somewhat unable to catch his breath.

As the vice principal of Spirit