Wa Zhiqi hid behind Mo Fan as if he had encountered a devastating flood or a ferocious beast, scared out of his wits.
Mo Fan looked at Lu Mian, who was a few steps away, and casually strolled over with an air of ease.
"You really don't want to fight anymore?" Lu Mian asked, her face full of disappointment.
Wa Zhiqi nodded frantically, "No more fighting! Little ancestor, I think the effects of the medicine have worn off, we can take a break now."
"Oh."
Lu Mian skillfully performed several stretches and then left, disheartened.
For her, it was as if she had come to the martial arts field just for a warm-up, without even getting to use her ultimate moves, and everything was over.
Before leaving, she gave Mo Fan a nonchalant glance, as if deep in thought.
Mo Fan shivered, and after she had walked some distance, he asked Wa Zhiqi, "Team Wa, what happened? In the blink of an eye, you were done?"