Non-Existent Trust

After protests from all of the men present and an unrelenting Yang Ruqin, both ladies stepped foot into the Black Room.

Zhao Lifei wondered which medieval castle this room was inspired from. The walls were made of grey stone, obviously soundproof with very dim lighting. There were all sorts of devices, weapons, and other things present. She could see that it was recently cleaned, but nothing could get rid of the blood stains on the walls and floors. She wondered how much the janitors get paid here. Cleaning up the mess in this room must've been a difficult task to do.

Zhao Lifei was worried about Yang Ruqin who had never punched anyone in her life. She was being coached by Guo Sheng on how to do a proper beatdown.

"You can't put your thumb inside the fist, you will break it." Guo Sheng grabbed her thumb and placed it outside her fist. He then excitedly led her towards his "toy box" filled with various tools and weapons.