It was already a struggle for Qi Yue to stand there quietly.
"Let's head out, Qi Yue."
Zhao Chi switched to his equipped state, and a suit of Iron Armor instantly reappeared on his body.
Qi Yue always cleaned it perfectly, so Zhao Chi never needed to do any extra wiping or washing.
Qi Yue nodded, trailing closely behind Zhao Chi.
Outside.
The Female Soldiers had already assembled and were waiting for Zhao Chi in neat formation.
'Looks like it took a bit longer this time.'
'I thought Qi Yue would be done in 10 minutes.'
'I can have Gu Qing teach her later. If it were Gu Qing, I wouldn't last five minutes.'
'Still, Qi Yue's gentle technique was also quite nice.'
'Ah, forget it. I'll let her keep her own style.'
'At least she's much better than Tang Ruan.'
'Tang Ruan has no idea what she's doing.'
'She's nicked me with her little fangs a few times.'
'Plus, Tang Ruan laughs too much.'
'Every time Tang Ruan laughs at a time like that, I get nervous.'
