Momo raised an eyebrow, bypassing him to walk over to the horizontal bar.
Ye Zhan didn't stop her this time; instead, he followed her over.
Momo leaned against the horizontal bar, lazily watching Ye Zhan.
"If you really want to know, do a hundred pull-ups and I'll tell you,"
she said casually.
Her tone even carried a hint of mockery.
To her surprise, Ye Zhan quickly replied, "Alright!"
The tall figure in front of her approached the bar, his strong hands gripping it. He gave her a smile and started doing pull-ups at a speed that surprised her.
Momo was momentarily stunned by his smile.
When she snapped back to reality, a trace of bitterness seeped into her heart.
Ye Zhan's strength was astonishing; although she had seen Mo Ziye and the others working out before,
she still felt that Ye Zhan's speed was faster than any of theirs, and he performed them with remarkable form.
A self-deprecating smile tugged at her lips.
