The biting cold of the well water made his face sting, yet it could not extinguish the burning flame deep within Qin Lie's eyes.
He shook his head, sending water droplets flying in all directions. In the pre-dawn glimmer, his face had shed all traces of despair, leaving only the hard, unyielding coldness of a monolith.
The sensation of strength flowing through his tendons and bones was so vividly real; the surging vitality of the Martial Apprentice Fifth Layer rushed through him like mercury, washing away the majority of the lingering agony and fatigue from the previous night.
Chapter 32