Wuxia Feiguang: "If you don't believe me, come find me on the Luofu."
When Bai Heng saw that line, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
So this was some new kind of "my cat can do a backflip" scam.
But didn't that also indirectly prove that Jingliu really had been thinking about him?
Bai Heng: "You can record a video and let me see whether those two little guys can actually speak."
Wuxia Feiguang: "They don't feel like talking right now."
Sometimes, you really couldn't be too serious with your girlfriend.
Bai Heng: "Then when I have time, I'll go over in person."
Who knew what Jingliu had been doing? In any case, after receiving that message, she took a while before replying:
Wuxia Feiguang: "...When the time comes, I'll personally test your swordsmanship."
Wuxia Feiguang: "Oh, right. How has your swordsmanship training been lately? Have you let your martial skills grow rusty?"
Hiss...
As Bai Heng read those words, he drew in a cold breath and thought back on what he had been doing these past few days.
Day one: slacking off.
Day two: slacking off, plus getting into a fight with two members of the Annihilation Gang.
Day three: slacking off.
Day four: received Jingliu's guidance and reflected deeply on his mistakes.
Bai Heng, Bai Heng, how could you fall this far! Had you forgotten the sword-training plan you made before?
Confucius said, "I examine myself three times a day." "I can't go on like this!"
Day five: slack... Slack off, my ass!
Bai Heng suddenly thought of his friend Qingque, whom he had met at the Alchemy Commission. He wondered whether the Slacking School had recruited any new disciples, so he could experience being a senior brother for once.
But then again, although his strength was