Qiao Shanshan really wanted to say, "The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and you think you can handle it again," to take a jab at Song Que.
Of course, it was not that she doubted Song Que's ability, but rather that won often do not like n doing more dangerous things because they have the power to do so.
And Song Que was absolutely the kind of person who would forcibly shoulder greater responsibilities as his strength grew.
"As a doctor, there's indeed nothing wrong with your current physical condition, in fact, it's abnormally good. But this anomaly is also worth observing, so you still need to co here for check-ups on ti," Qiao Shanshan said earnestly.
Song Que did not agree, but instead asked,
"Where did Tang go? He should have left so instructions, right?"
Qiao Shanshan sighed, thinking to herself that it was just as she expected—these people just loved courting death.
"He's with the Second Miss. There are arrangents for subsequent actions left by Tang Xian, and the Second Miss is also waiting for you. I'll go inform her."
"Miss Qiao, I can go by myself."
Qiao Shanshan was always strict with her patients, but looking at Song Que's face, she just couldn't bring herself to be harsh and said,
"When the Second Miss decided to send soone to rescue you, she said one thing: our every action must prioritize self-preservation above all. Without this premise, all actions knowingly taken in vain are foolish.
You can't expect to drag yourself back injured every ti and wait for treatnt. Death is not an illness; it cannot be cured."
Song Que was slightly taken aback and after a few seconds of silence, he sincerely said,
"I understand. I will rember your words."
Of course, Qiao Shanshan was a hundred tis reluctant to see Song Que leave.
But she also knew that Tang Xian and the Second Miss were working on big things, and in these events, Song Que was bound to play a crucial role.
...
...
After changing into his usual clothes, Song Que found that Baichuan City had undergone trendous changes.
It was not just the changes that manpower had brought about, but rather as if ti had flowed backward, making the whole city seem less old.
He quickly went to find Li Xiaoyu.
Compared to him, Li Xiaoyu seed much calr and was not surprised to see Song Que had recovered.
When he inquired about the plans left by Tang Xian, it was instead Song Que who was surprised.
Because Li Xiaoyu did not ntion any follow-up arrangents from Tang Xian, only that Song Que should wait.
Nothing in this world cos for free, and hesitation is useless.
Tang Xian had left him a great gift, and Song Que was sure that it would be necessary in subsequent actions. Yet now, he was just waiting.
He quickly accepted the arrangent and, after talking with Li Xiaoyu, Song Que set off for Akasi's place.
Most of the ti, Akasi was responsible for patrolling Baichuan City. His speed was incredibly fast, always keeping vigilant from the shadows.
Even though Baichuan City did not seem to have any danger.
But today, Akasi was at the blacksmith shop.
Because of Li Xiaoyu's dismal cooking and being too busy, and with Tang Xian often absent, Akasi realized the importance of improving his culinary skills at the request of Tang Suoye and Tang Xiaojiu.
So he started to exchange culinary knowledge with Liu Buding.
Liu Lang's blacksmith shop was as bustling as ever. His craftsmanship was exquisite, and with the arrival of a smuggled furnace from the Sanctuary Fortress, his efficiency in crafting tools skyrocketed.
The rise of Baichuan City was also closely related to these little folks.
After making so inquiries, Song Que went to the blacksmith shop to find Akasi.
Akasi had a very good impression of this young master of the Song Family and was originally kneading dough. He stopped and smiled,
"That's pretty quick."
"Sa for you, Akasi. There is sothing I would like to ask of you," Song Que got straight to the point.
"We're all our own people, no need to be so polite. Just tell what you need."
"I want to spar with you," Song Que said seriously.
Akasi was startled, he certainly hadn't expected such a request from Song Que.
"Spar? For what reason?"
"There's sothing strange that I need to test out in battle."
Akasi still did not quite understand, but he nodded and said,
"Alright, I don't mind. But I have to warn you, after the last battle in the Evolution Zone with Xi, my speed has increased quite a bit."
Song Que nodded.
Even the most talented individuals would be dreaming if they thought they could defeat Akasi.
Aside from Akasi, the only ones left who could test his secondary abilities were the dragon and the fox.
Regardless of how confident Song Que was in himself, he would not entertain the idea of "sparring" with a cataclysmic creature—their version of sparring was likely to be lethal for him.
Akasi did not ask further, happy to have soone to stretch his muscles. Tang Suoye couldn't be hit, and Tang Xiaojiu wasn't a match.
If Song Que could perform on a level comparable to an experintal subject, it would be a decent practice partner.
The two quickly arrived at a parking lot in Baichuan City.
Song Que dared not be careless. A flash of gold swept across his pupils, and in that instant, he saw several seconds into the future.
He was in a state of being suppressed.
This suppression was because Akasi's speed was simply too fast.
Even with foresight, his body could not keep up with his speed.
The battle had already begun.
With a flicker, Akasi's figure darted forward. Although he was holding back in speed, it was still a velocity that ordinary talents could not even perceive.
At the mont of Akasi's attack, a very faint, chilling sensation erged.
It was not in any specific part of the body. It was a difficult feeling to describe—it was as if one had stepped into a special realm.
There was a coldness coming from deep within his consciousness.
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