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Fortunately, Rong Xi had spent several months training his body, so learning the moves was not overly strenuous. Only, being no longer young, his body was somewhat stiff.

With a single glance, Qin Ke knew he truly had no talent. Even so, he was more than willing to teach him, sparing no time.

Before long, fine sweat beaded on Rong Xi's brow. His breath came slightly ragged, and his legs, feet, arms, and hands all ached unbearably.

Seeing him struggle, Qin Ke could not bear it. Yet thinking of the young man's safety, he hardened his heart a little and continued teaching.

Only when the golden wheel shone brightly did Rong Xi finally get to rest. He was already drenched in sweat, his limbs weak and sore.

As he lifted his foot to climb the steps, his legs suddenly gave way and tangled. Just as he was about to fall, a long arm reached out from diagonally behind him, easily sweeping him into an embrace.

Rong Xi immediately felt embarrassed. Supported by Qin Ke, he steadied himself and said, "Thank you for saving me, Brother Sizhi."

"I demanded too much and exhausted you." Qin Ke's eyes were apologetic. "Rest at home today."

Rong Xi smiled. "It is nothing. After breakfast, I want to go to the workshop. Are you coming?"

Qin Ke nodded. Rong Dalang had invited him; how could he refuse?

After bathing, Rong Xi ate with Qin Ke and Rong Lian.

During the meal, Rong Lian looked up at Rong Xi several times, hesitating as though he wanted to speak.

Rong Xi was exhausted and did not notice. Qin Ke did see it, but Rong Lian's affairs had nothing to do with him.

After the meal, Rong Lian walked up to Rong Xi and solemnly asked, "Elder Brother,