Mu Qianxue clapped her hands.
"Today's focus: meditation and control. I don't want to hear a single complaint."
She looked directly at Lin Fan.
"Me?" Lin Fan gasped, hand on his chest like he was personally offended.
"Master, I haven't even said anything yet!"
"You were about to," she replied dryly, already rubbing her temples.
Everyone else had taken their spots, crossing their legs and falling into focused meditation.
Hei Long closed his eyes with ease, his breathing calm, already syncing with the natural qi around him.
Bai Luoluo, arms crossed before her, peeked open one eye now and then, stealing glances at him before quickly shutting it again.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan sat down, legs crossed—but only barely.
"Ugh… this grass is itchy! Why don't we have cushions? And it's so hot today. Seriously, Master, you couldn't get us a nice shaded area or something? And why is Hei Long always next to a girl, huh? You play favorites!"
Mu Qianxue's eye twitched.
