And indeed, her admiration for Li Zhiyan was truly special.
After returning to her seat, Ziang Zexi, still wearing a shirt, looked at Li Zhiyan with envy and said, "Brother Yan, you must be really healthy, now many people have started wearing sweaters and you're still in a shirt—you really are on fire."
Su Quanyou was equally full of envy.
"I always feel cold in my hands and feet, as if I'm a bit deficient in vital energy, but Brother Yan, you're in good health. Honestly, I'm the most miserable and the most unfortunate one," he said.
"Although Xi Zi is also energy-deficient, at least he's genuinely getting things done. I'm the only one spending my days in the dorm watching my wife Qiong Sister, and I've become deficient too," he said.
Zhang Zhiyuan remained silent by their side.
Li Zhiyan also felt the system was magical; he truly didn't mind the cold, as if there was an endless flame burning inside his stomach.
This flame gave him a surge of excitement and passion.