Ruhuahua lowered her head in silence.
It was the first time she had ever experienced being a head shorter than Zhongli Ting. The view from this height was excellent, but she felt none of the novelty; she felt only a heavy sense of inferiority.
They had both been running, after all. Not only had Zhongli Ting completed ten laps while carrying a double-load of gear, but he was also able to carry someone with one arm afterward. Even then, his posture remained upright and his gait steady; aside from slightly heavy breathing, there was not a trace of exhaustion on him.
Chapter 22