Night, 9:30 PM.
As expected under many expectant gazes, Ya Tianxing once again appeared on the training ground.
To be precise, it was Ya Tianxing's car that appeared again.
By that time, Mo Shangjun had already returned to the training ground, waiting leisurely for Ya Tianxing's arrival.
Upon spotting Ya Tianxing's car, Mo Shangjun resignedly raised her eyebrows.
Since they parted ways, Ya Tianxing hadn't sentenced her nor mentioned the specific punishment. Now that he was here, he probably had it all figured out.
Receiving Ya Tianxing's gesture, Mo Shangjun pouted and walked directly over to him.
Arriving beside the car door, Mo Shangjun saluted him.
"Report!"
Mo Shangjun shouted.
With his elbow resting on the open car window, Ya Tianxing slightly leaned out, raised his eyes to look at the upright Mo Shangjun, and said with a raised eyebrow, "70 laps."
Just as expected.
