Tang Qingying naturally heard those words too and felt a faint discomfort in her heart, but she said nothing. She put the towel she hadn't used back into her bag and took out a bottle of water that had been opened but not drunk, ready to hand it over at any moment.
After the fifth round, everyone relaxed; the next task was left to the pig butcher.
"Not bad, I didn't expect you to have such strength, kid." Tang Yi looked at Han Qiwu with satisfaction and gave him a hearty pat on the shoulder.
Han Qiwu smiled slightly, "It's all from regular training. I'll go find some water to drink."
"Here, freshly opened." Tang Qingying walked over and lightly tossed the bottle towards him, deliberately sizing him up and giving a faint applause.
"Student Han Qiwu, your physical strength is impressive! Next time we plow the experimental field, maybe you can plow three acres all by yourself."
Han Qiwu: "...Oh crap, I forgot about that."
