Yin Shen Palace and the others descended from the sky.
They saw Fang Che, wholly absorbed in his sword training, and couldn't help but smile.
The extremely dejected mood of Yin Shen Palace even eased a bit as he transmitted a message to Mu Lin Yuan: "I bet with you, this kid hasn't practiced all day, hasn't stopped for a moment in the evening, just waiting to show us when we arrive. He's really putting his heart into this flattery."
Mu Lin Yuan also found it a bit amusing, transmitting back: "How about we don't make a sound first and tire this silly boy to death?"
Yin Shen Palace couldn't help but smirk: "He has already seen us, and I knew we should have sneaked over the wall to avoid being spotted."
He could see right through Fang Che's 'youthful desire to perform'.
Adults, on the other hand, found it amusing and also felt Fang Che's respect for them.
This feeling was just right.
"First Master, Second Master, Third Master, you've arrived!"
