When Lin Jiang groggily woke up, Xu Lin was already gone.
To be precise, she had left last night after their two rounds, afraid that Zhao Wenxuan would wake up and not see her.
He shook his head to clear it and looked at the new notifications.
[You have comprehended a new move, Gaze at the Moon. comprehension +1]
[You charged into the enemy camp alone. Martial Force +1]
'Other people train through the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter, but I do it first in the living room, then on the windowsill. How embarrassing.'
'A few more years of this "training," and I'll be a fighting expert.'
He glanced at his watch. It was already past nine in the morning. Fortunately, he'd had the foresight to prepare the water yesterday, so he didn't have to get up early today.
RING RING RING—
Lin Jiang's phone rang. He glanced at it—a call from He Jing.
