Guilt

Yang Wei left the prison area shortly after.

He had threatened and scared the person enough to relieve some of his stress.

'Hmph, just because we're a third-rate sect doesn't mean you can bully us as you please,' Yang Wei sneered inwardly.

Sometime later, Yang Wei arrived at the resting area reserved for Zhu Wenqian.

Knocking on the door slightly, Yang Wei asked, "Zhu Wenqian, have you finished your meal yet?"

"Y-Yes, I-I have long finished the meal." Zhu Wenqian replied from the other side of the door.

However, Yang Wei found it suspicious that she would be stuttering when all he did was ask a simple question.

"Don't tell me…" Yang Wei muttered in disbelief as he quickly turned the doorknob.

The moment he opened the door, the first thing he saw was just like what he predicted in his mind.

She has been secretly training while he was away once again.

"ZHU WENQIAN!"