The exhaustion from a day of intense training, the fatigue of a whole night's labor.
The sudden increase in his Physical Strength Value washed it all away.
But a faint mental fatigue inevitably lingered.
Tang Wen tidied up briefly, moved to a fresh bed, and fell into a deep sleep, holding Feng San Niang.
Inside the tent, the two of them were completely unaware of what was happening outside.
Normally, Hu Qi was responsible for masking the sounds from the tent.
But Hu Yun insisted on listening.
Hu Qi reluctantly removed the Wind Shield.
Third Lady began to sing high and moan low, and then never stopped.
Unable to bear it, Hu Qi took the others and hid in a corner, covering themselves with a Wind Shield.
Only Hu Yun remained, sitting cross-legged on the ground with her chin in one hand, lost in thought:
'Tang Wen can handle Third Lady.'
'Third Lady is at the Peak of Sixth Grade.'
'Rounding that, it's basically Fifth Grade.'
'Which means Tang Wen can handle Fifth Grade.'
