Evening time.
Ya Tianxing had some unexpected matters to attend to, keeping him busy at the camp, so he didn't have time to accompany Mo Shangjun.
Feeling bored, Mo Shangjun, alongside Su Bei, finished their afternoon training and then took a bowl of herbal concoction, sitting on the grass near the training field, watching the sunset and studying the herbs in the concoction.
"He really gave you this kind of stuff to drink?"
After taking a sip of the concoction, Su Bei frowned and commented sincerely.
Mo Shangjun, without a hint of interest, replied coolly, "Yeah."
Su Bei took another sip and named a few herbs, her frown growing deeper.
"That's a bit much," Su Bei said earnestly.
Using herbal medicine as punishment is absolutely not something a typical person would think of; it's definitely the mark of someone extraordinary.
"Right!"
Mo Shangjun agreed.
