One minute flew by and he was panting from his exertion. Unfortunately, he only managed to earn himself 300 points, which were half of the required points.
The boy pouted unhappily.
His physique was unable to keep up with the demanding challenge.
It did not take long for him to be out of breath, and his face was flushed from his effort. He was evidently drained.
"Little brother, here's a wet towel for you to use!" Qianqian, who was standing at one side, shyly passed a wet towel to him.
Eyeing her, he forced his lips to form a smile. "Thank you." He then took the towel from her hand.
That gentle smile of this godlike man-child was so beautiful it made her swoon from head to toe. Everything around them even seemed to pale in comparison to his smile, and she became his faithful worshipper from then on.
"N-No… No need to th-thank me!" Her heart raced fast as her small face blushed like a ripe persimmon.