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"I'm completely fine." Ji Zhiyao shrugged as he began to spin his left arm furiously.

Hearing this, instead of relaxing, Mo Huaifeng frowned instead. "Then why did you suddenly become like this?"

"Captain, don't tell me that you haven't noticed at all that Brother Xiao is out of sorts."

Ji Zhiyao sneaked a glance at the door, then said in a low voice, "During the solo just now, Brother Xiao was evidently holding on forcefully. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control and if I really won Brother Xiao, he would definitely train even harder, by then what would happen to his wrist?"

"It was over this?"

"If not so? I barely managed to come up with this idea, do you think I have it easy."

Mo Huaifeng looked at Ji Zhiyao's face that obviously revealed some bit of how pleased he was and really didn't know if he should give him a good beating or properly praise him.

He sighed and said, "Got it. I'll have a talk with him tonight."