A day had passed since the Fang Family victory banquet.
Inside the Fang Family training hall, there were two individuals who were currently staring at each other having a conversation, Fang Yuan and Xiao Bai.
"Alright," Xiao Bai began, her voice dripping with cheer. " Before I tell you about Body refinement. There's a simple motto we gotta follow, and that is, 'If it doesn't hurt, it's not working'."
Fang Yuan eyed her skeptically, lips pressed thin.
She smirked, tilting her head. "What? You think you can slack off? That you'll learn without pain? Keep dreaming!"
Her smile sharpened into something far too delighted. "Ah, this is perfect. I get to beat you up and still get paid for it. Isn't that wonderful?"
Without warning, Xiao Bai's sword flashed, a streak of cold light cutting straight for Fang Yuan's shoulder.
His instincts screamed, and his body twisted aside, the blade hissing past by a hair's breadth.
