"So, occasionally finding someone to spar with, to release these emotions with some measure, can actually serve as a buffer, preventing harm to yourself when it truly erupts."
Cheng Ye remained silent for a moment and then nodded.
"Alright, once this busy period is over, I'll seek your advice."
"It's a deal then, otherwise, in a little while, I might truly not be a match for you."
"Hey, look who's talking."
The two of them exchanged a smile.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder boomed outside the training ground, the low rumble making eardrums tremble.
That familiar sense of oppression instantly swept over, strikingly similar to the afternoon when the Stand-In Starfish erupted.
Clap.
Clap.
Raindrops the size of beans began to fall, sparse at first, but quickly turning into a dense curtain of rain, fiercely pounding on the tin roof of the training ground, making a clattering sound.
It's raining again.
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