"What the hell!"
Zhang Ningzhi exclaimed, her face turning pale instantly, and she asked Jiang Nian in a panic.
"Are... are you okay?"
Jiang Nian didn't speak and continued to hiss in pain. He indeed used a bit of force, and it really hurt.
No matter how skilled in martial arts you are, you still fear a kitchen knife.
It's just physical fitness, after all. The skin hasn't been fortified. Physical pain is inevitable, but he dodged a bullet.
As long as you're willing to pay the price, there's always a way.
Li Qingrong also glanced up, looked at Jiang Nian for a moment, but didn't speak. After a moment of hesitation, she withdrew her gaze.
Evening self-study dismissal.
Jiang Nian was quite happy, his elbow no longer hurt. But seeing Li Hua embarrassingly picking up books made him feel delighted.
Good punch! Good job!
He silently prayed, hoping his good buddy would get unlucky, too, so they could have something in common.
After all, hardships are shared among brothers.
