Tomorrow is the weekend.
Feng Mu did not go home tonight and stayed at the martial arts hall.
Late at night.
Master Li Guishen had long entered dreamland, and his room was silent.
Soon after, Senior Brother Li Bashan also returned to his room. He stuffed the socks that Hong Ya had meticulously washed and sanitized into his mouth and, accompanied by thunderous snores, sank into a deep sleep.
Second Senior Sister Liu Xie held a bottle of wine, sitting in the courtyard, drinking alone.
Third Senior Brother Zhao Zhixin sat next to Second Senior Sister, abstaining from drinking, only snacking on peanuts.
Fourth Senior Brother Yuan Xidi was still in the training hall, with the lights off, frantically unleashing his strength on the Iron Man Post, as if his energy was inexhaustible, occasionally letting out wolf-like howls from his mouth.
Fifth Senior Brother Gong Qi lay comfortably on his bed, holding a ghost novel, reading with great interest.
