Wearing the Witch Robe to spar with those guys was indeed a very tiring affair.
Ye Shu felt incredibly breathless at the moment.
She soothed her chest to gradually stabilize her breathing while wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Demon King Sheng watched Ye Shu's exhausted appearance, his heart aching for her.
He attended to her diligently.
Ye Shu didn't bother with formalities, and plopped down in a casual manner, lying there like a boneless creature to rest.
Yet one ear was perked up, carefully listening to the noises outside.
Demon King Sheng obviously knew what she was listening for and kept silent, casting a focused glance in the direction outside.
The room was so quiet that even the sound of the wind passing by their ears seemed crystal clear.
Even with her eyes closed, Ye Shu could sense the breathing of those standing guard outside.
Hehe, these guys are really stubborn. Do they have to catch on to something before they leave?
