The Sick Game

Yami decided to go back into his room and leave the base clinic. He asked Zhu Rong for a one-week leave to rest, but he had another thing in mind.

"Now, where should I go to train?" Yami muttered to himself while packing some necessities in his bag since he could buy some material's in the system's store.

A knock on the door was heard, and Shun's head appeared. "Ying, how are you feeling?"

"I feel good," Yami answered with a smile and blocked the bag with his body. "Do you need something?"

"Ah, no," Shun sighed deeply, and his face was full of guilt. "I'm sorry!"

Shun bowed his head and stayed in that position. Yami was shocked and confused at his sudden action.

"What are you doing?" Yami asked and forcefully lifted Shun's head.

"Because of me, you— " Shun wasn't able to continue his words when Yami punched his gut hard enough for him to stop talking.

"Ying!" Shun coughed and held his stomach. He didn't expect Yami to punch him.