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Qian Yi led Su Jinruo to stop and walk around.

The journey was not repeated, but Su Jinruo had to walk for an entire two hours before she arrived at her destination.

Su Jinruo swept her eyes across her surroundings.

The place was flat, with no weeds or flowers, and the weapon, the wooden stake, was completely intact.

In her ears, Qian Yi's voice suddenly rang, "Master Su, the king has ordered for Master Su to circle around the training grounds and perform some warm-up exercises."

Running, in this dynasty, is called warm-up exercise...

Su Jinruo remained calm and nodded.

With a leap of her vision, she caught a glimpse of an extremely beautiful man lazily sitting in the pavilion not far away.

A beautiful man in a black robe with a smile as cold as ice that she had never seen on the journey here.

Su Jinruo lowered her head.

As smart as she was, she instantly understood that the journey she had just taken had been a complete joke.

It was just a show of strength from the other party.

If he didn't take the shortcut and went far, what else could he have done other than intentionally?

"Thank you."

Her voice was light and cold, like the sound of jade colliding with each other.

Qian Yi was expressionless.

He glanced at his own master who was free and at ease, and in the blink of an eye, Su Jinruo had already started jogging.

Thus …

Four hours.

Su Jinruo ran for four whole hours.

Qian Yi stood by Shen Hancheng's side, watched Su Jinruo who was sweating like it was raining, and said: "Master, it's time for lunch."

Shen Hancheng raised his head. Because of the sunlight, the pavilion's light was extremely bright, and gave his originally delicate and moving facial features a touch of gentleness, causing him to be captivating.

He looked at the people on the field and raised his eyebrows, "He's not unconscious yet?"

Shen Hancheng had groomed two officials before, and before they became his subordinates, all of their martial arts were crippled.

Thus, when they first began their training, they were all exhausted.

Qian Yi agreed. His gaze landed on Su Jinruo and with a hint of appreciation, he said: "I never thought that Master Su, as a martial arts trash, would be able to run for four hours in the training grounds, with no rest. He is truly extraordinary."

A casual smile appeared on Shen Hancheng's face as he said, "Tell him to stop and have a meal."

The sunlight shined on the surface of the lake, creating ripples in the breeze.

The pavilion was deathly silent.

When Qian Yi stood beside Shen Hancheng, not only had he remained silent, even his breathing had become much more restrained.

Under this heavy atmosphere, Shen Hancheng suddenly asked: "Master Su, if you don't take off your outer clothes, would you cool down?"