Cen Dongsheng rested in the lounge with his eyes closed.
This place was quite spacious, like a waiting area before a sports match began.
Yi Qingyan sat beside him, her hands neatly placed on her knees. Whenever she was quiet, she was the picture of a perfect little lady.
At this moment, only the siblings were in the lounge, as Sister Zhi Zhen had gone to prepare for the initiation test.
She looked at Cen Dongsheng sitting cross-legged with his eyes shut, clearly maintaining a relaxed yet not slackened state. The muscles on his body rose and fell with his breathing.
Beneath his skin, the surging True Qi showed a metallic hue, and through the occasional slit of his eyelids, a sharp golden light flickered.
Clearly, he was channeling his powers, very seriously.
"Brother, what are you..."
Yi Qingyan leaned forward, poked his body with her finger, and quickly pulled her hand back.
Cen Dongsheng didn't mind her small actions, opened his eyes, and replied,