Training and... Great Master Mei Feng, what are you doing in the bathhouse?!

Xie Qing froze in place, feeling as if a hungry tiger was staring at him. The sense of terror was instinctive, screaming at him: "Run, damn it, run!"

Although his mind told him: "Don't be afraid, this is your great master," his heart pounded in fear. However…

"Hm…"

Xie Qing quietly huffed, regaining his composure. He straightened his back and then steadied his breath. Only then did it seem the pressure had lifted.

"Not bad. I wouldn't say your skills are good enough to impress me. However, your mind is not weak. You'll do…" Mei Feng's calm voice echoed.

At that moment, Xie Qing felt as if everything around him had returned to normal. Xu Mei, standing beside him, frowned as she looked at Mei Feng, who appeared expressionless.