"It's just a competition, Sis. I'm not the one fighting."
"I know." Tangtang sullenly picked up the Bone-cutting Blade and began chopping at a donkey bone with a CHOP, CHOP, CHOP.
She practiced the Eight Vajra Techniques every day, and not long ago, Tang Wen had also taught her Pile Skill Meditation.
With plenty of food and sufficient nutrition,
Tangtang's strength was now nearly equal to that of an average adult man, and she had even grown taller by half a head.
...
Zhou Bing went door-to-door to notify her subordinates.
Half an hour later, the six other team members, besides her and Tang Wen, walked through the door.
"It smells amazing!"
"Captain, what are you treating us to?"
Treat?
Tangtang's big eyes narrowed, her gaze turning wary as she watched the group that had just arrived.
'Treating them means they're expecting to eat and drink for free!'
Zhou Bing shook her head. "This is the meat for the roujiamo."
