A week ago, Leon was still no match for Zhu Jinfeng.
Later, Zhu Jinfeng realized the key to the problem. Recently, she had been attending extra classes at Ye Qingzhou's house every day, naturally aware of Ye Qingzhou's secret training for Leon.
So she approached Ye Qingzhou right after the club activities ended: "What did you do to Leon? His foundation and cultivation are improving too fast, it doesn't make sense."
Ye Qingzhou stopped, carefully scrutinizing Zhu Jinfeng.
The young girl in front of him was filled with raging fighting spirit, extremely suitable as a guinea pig.
Ye Qingzhou extended a hand to Zhu Jinfeng, waving it in front of her eyes: "I need five million."
"Okay."
Zhu Jinfeng, who wasn't short on money, agreed without hesitation.
"First things first, the technique is still not fully developed. It might make you ugly."
"Heh, I don't care."
