Early the next morning, Jiang Lingyue, with slightly rosy cheeks and a somewhat creased yellow dress, hobbled out of the inn.
After all, she was a martial artist and used to think her physical condition was quite good.
But now... her whole body still ached.
Last night, she even initiated several attacks, intending to completely defeat the mighty Lu Ye.
Looking at Lu Ye who was following her, Jiang Lingyue proudly asked, "Aren't I impressive?"
With a slightly strange expression, Lu Ye smiled faintly, "Impressive."
If he didn't say she was impressive, he feared Jiang Lingyue would need to rest for several days.
As she limped to the small courtyard, Qing Yu's eyes immediately widened.
What happened to the second young lady?!
She went out once, and how did she get such serious injuries?
Who did she fight with? Was she beaten?
Seeing Qing Yu's shocked expression, Jiang Lingyue couldn't help but blush and turned to glance at Lu Ye.
