Jianyu pushed the door open with a flourish, revealing the newly arranged training room. Rows of training dummies stood at attention, gleaming weapons hung neatly on racks, and a sturdy wooden table bore glass bottles of healing potions, catching the light like tiny jewels.
"Welcome to… the Guild Training Room!" Jianyu announced, spreading his arms wide as though unveiling a masterpiece.
The group paused at the entrance, stunned. Chengxin was the first to speak, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Jianyu-ge, are you serious? Dummies, potions, weapons—where did you even get all of this?" His wide eyes roamed the room, struggling to process the sheer scale of preparation.
