Lin Yi gaped. "Wasn't this supposed to be sparring?"
Boss gave him a sidelong glance and said coolly, "Huihuizi will be getting plenty of practice on you... doesn't that count as sparring?"
Oh, great, so you get the final say on what that means! Lin Yi protested inwardly.
"Exactly!" Li Huiyuan threatened, putting on a stern face. "Besides, I'm helping you train! You're the one practicing recovery, not me!"
"Uh... fine, I guess you have a point." Lin Yi could only resign himself to it.
After all, this was all for the sake of absorbing ashes.
I'll put up with it!
Boss glanced at the time on the Grandfather Clock.
13:18.
"Start when you're ready. Stand a little farther apart."
"Huihuizi, don't hold back. Go all out... you probably won't beat Lin Yi to death."
"Okay, Boss." Li Huiyuan nodded earnestly at that.
Lin Yi, who was adjusting his position a short distance away, stumbled, bitterness welling up inside him. Hey, what do you mean, "won't beat him to death"?!
So as long as I won't die, she should beat me within an inch of my life?
And the worst part is, Boss told me not to fight back?
After taking his position, Lin Yi couldn't help asking quietly, "Uh... Boss, is this really okay?"
Boss glanced at him. "Of course it is. How are you supposed to practice recovery without getting hurt?"
"Uh..." Lin Yi actually had no comeback.
Beside him, Li Huiyuan wore a little devil's expression as she kneaded her dainty fists, her knuckles cracking. "Hehehe, Linlinzi, are you ready?"
Li Huiyuan did harbor a little resentment. You act all meek around Boss, then keep trying to intimidate me. Just watch how I deal with you!
At that thought, Li Huiyuan suddenly burst with drive, as though