He had walked the path to the cafeteria countless times. It was just that ever since Mu Bingling became a member of the Demon Castle, a graceful and otherworldly figure had been added to the scenery.
"Brother Mu Chen, I feel like my strength has grown a lot again lately," Little Tiger said with a troubled expression, looking down at his arms, which were more slender than a girl's. "I'm starting to lose control."
Little Tiger's build was a constant source of teasing from Ye Shuangshuang. It wasn't for any particular reason, other than the fact that his appetite was ten times larger than everyone else's, yet no matter how much he ate, he always remained just as scrawny.
"I really don't know how a body as small as yours can hold so much power. It's unbelievable," Ye Shuangshuang said, squeezing Little Tiger's arm. She was surprised to find it cool to the touch; it felt like solid steel. 'If anyone were ever hit by this Iron Arm, the result would be absolutely tragic.'
