"How can I compare with Fei Hu? It gets your loving massages every day, Sister Shuangshuang, and no matter how stiff its body is, it can recover. I don't have that privilege, and my body is very tired, making it hard to continue cultivating," Tan Feiyu said enviously, looking at Fei Hu, whose paws were being massaged by Tan Shuangshuang, and he couldn't help but feel that humans were not as fortunate as tigers.
"Fei Hu's daily training intensity is the same as mine. If you train like Fei Hu, I'll massage you too. Do you want to train with me tomorrow?" Tan Shuangshuang looked at the disgruntled Tan Feiyu and said calmly.
Tan Feiyu blushed, rubbed his nose, and said nothing. He didn't want to undergo such high-intensity and harsh training methods with Tan Shuangshuang, the training fanatic, like Fei Hu.
