"You all can disperse now, go find someone else to lead you."
Standing in the shadow of a tree, Mo Shangjun's eyebrows twitched slightly. Her gaze swept over the somewhat dejected Baili Zhao, then looked at the slightly surprised but soon smug Ai Youhuai.
Mo Shangjun squinted her eyes.
Meanwhile, those trainees, too exhausted to even speak, were momentarily stunned, but a hint of hesitation flickered in their eyes.
Following Baili Zhao's training was really hard to endure.
Endless physical drills, challenging their limits anytime, anywhere, feeling like they could drop dead at any moment.
When they were on the brink of collapse, they pondered whether they should give up, whether choosing to train with Baili Zhao was a mistake. They hesitated, they were confused...
However, when Baili Zhao announced the disbandment, they didn't feel relieved at all.
Instead, they felt even more lost.
