On the way back to Xinghai University.
The group sat on the Seven-Colored Divine Sparrow's back, enjoying the fierce wind rushing toward them.
"This mission felt so quick. We finished it in just one day."
"I thought it would take at least two or three days," Zhou Fan said with a sigh.
Accept the mission, fight a battle, complete the mission.
The whole process flowed seamlessly, smoother than Dove chocolate.
"What's wrong with finishing quickly? The sooner we're done, the sooner we can go back and play games," Xia Qingran muttered.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
"Xia Qingran?! You're hurt?"
Zhou Fan hurriedly checked Xia Qingran all over, but found no obvious wounds.
"I'm fine. It's just a little issue."
Xia Qingran wiped the crimson blood from the corner of her mouth.
Then Zhou Fan noticed that the blood she had just coughed up was freezing before his eyes, then gradually sublimating and dispersing in the wind.
"I did fight above my level, after all, so there was bound to be a bit of a price. A few sips of a chilled drink when we get back will make up for it."
Only after seeing that she really did seem fine did Zhou Fan nod in relief.
"Then I guess I'm still a little stronger. I fought above my level too, and I came out completely fine."
Xia Qingran: "???"
She rolled her eyes at Zhou Fan in exasperation. "Do you have any idea how to talk to people? At a time like this, aren't you supposed to ask if I'm okay, or whether I need any help?"
"Who told you to stand here showing off your battle record?"
Does this guy have nothing but fighting in his head?
"Didn't I show