In view, Liang Xiao was lying quietly on the bed, accompanied by a middle-aged couple who appeared to be his parents. His complexion was pale, but his spirits seemed relatively good. As Chu Ge stepped over the threshold, Liang Xiao glanced over.
"You're here."
Under the gaze of Liang Xiao's parents, which was extremely complicated, Chu Ge didn't know what to say. He just smiled slightly at Liang Xiao and nodded.
"Thanks, I was happy to spar with you today. I haven't been this happy in such a long time. Seeing you beaten like this, I'm even happier."
There was a bit of helplessness in Chu Ge's smile; this guy… sure has a hint of sadistic pleasure.
"Dad, help me, I want to give him a gongshou salute."
Liang Xiao's father frowned slightly. It wasn't until Liang Xiao weakly yet persistently called "Dad" again that he sighed, clenched Liang Xiao's right hand into a fist, and placed his left palm over it, forming the gesture of a gongshou salute.
