As for Zuo Xiaonian, she simply hadn't closed her eyes once throughout those three days.
She couldn't join in the special training, because having her train Zuo Xiaoduo was practically meaningless. First, there was no way the siblings could unleash all their ruthlessness and fight each other to the death. Second, they could spar anytime; doing so in that place would have been especially inappropriate, a waste instead.
So there was no benefit whatsoever in having Zuo Xiaonian spar with Zuo Xiaoduo.
But Zuo Xiaonian still couldn't rest easy. Afraid that her master or junior sister might accidentally injure her younger brother with a careless move, she insisted on watching from the sidelines, just in case.
Thus, after those three days, Zuo Xiaoduo was certainly exhausted, but Zuo Xiaonian had worn out both mind and body, leaving her utterly drained.
Zuo Xiaoduo lay down on the bed. The moment his back, worn out from three days and nights of exertion, touched the soft bedding, he groaned in comfort. In barely the time it took to roll over, he was already fast asleep, snoring away.
A figure flashed into view. Zuo Xiaonian appeared, tiptoed over to tuck him in, then vanished again...
Zuo Xiaoduo enjoyed a sound sleep until eleven thirty, then got up, ate, and headed to school.
Zuo Xiaonian didn't appear at the dining table, but the family was used to that.
What Zuo Xiaoduo didn't know was that Zuo Xiaonian had now returned to that training hall and was engaged in a fierce battle in the very room where he had been battered for three days and nights!
Her opponent was none other than Meng Chenyu.
As soon as Zuo Xiaonian arrived, she said with a beaming smile, "Junior sister, thank you for all your hard