C359 The Awakening Ring
The next day, Zhang Ping was still deep in slumber, yet his body, burdened with the healing white tiger, tirelessly circled Pearl City.
Time and again, he reached the city's outskirts, only to abruptly turn and sprint back, stirring Zhu Yanbing and the rest into a frenzy of false alarms. Eventually, they grew desensitized to the excitement.
"How many laps now?" Zhu Sanchi