Luo Jiuer forced a smile, her voice still carrying an inescapable weariness.
"Tell me, are you two really not going to come and give it a try?"
Zhu Fugui suddenly struggled back to his feet beside them, leaning against the table as he spoke weakly.
Zhang Ming fell silent at first, his expression dimming. But after glancing at Yu Sisi beside him, a hint of brightness returned to his face. He flashed Zhu Fugui a toothy grin.
"Brother Fatty, you know it too. Our talents are really just average. We only have our current strength because Brother Yu helped us out. Otherwise, the two of us would probably be no different from the other students."
Zhu Fugui instantly fell silent. His lips moved, but he did not know what to say.
He understood what Zhang Ming meant, but understanding was one thing. He still found it hard to accept. They had all come from the same place and studied together for so long. Now they were suddenly going their separate ways. It would have been a lie to say he felt no sadness.
"Hehe... Brother Fatty, I know my own limits. I can't keep up with you guys anymore. Rather than drag you down, I might as well bow out while I still can. Everyone has their own ambitions, after all."
"Besides, things are pretty good with Sisi and me right now. Even if we can't keep up with you, the two of us can learn from each other. After graduation, we'll work hard and try to become senior Guardians. That won't be too bad, right?"
Zhu Fugui stared straight at Zhang Ming. The determination in his smiling face, as well as the tenderness that flashed through his eyes whenever he looked at Yu Sisi, all spoke of Zhang Ming's