"Oh, cut the sob story!" Han Ruoxi sat to one side, a towel draped over her shoulder as she pouted.
"Training is exhausting, sure, but is it really as bad as you're making it out to be? It was just a few extra laps and a couple more drills, that's all!"
"Easy for you to say!" Sun Yang rolled his eyes.
"You get to stand in the back and fire off energy blasts. Of course you're comfortable.
Try charging the front line with a Pulse Gun like me. There isn't a single part of my body that doesn't ache by the end of the day."
"That's enough. Keep complaining, and the Captain will have you training for another hour," Shen Qiuyue cut in coldly, leaning against the door.
"And don't forget, how many friendly fire incidents did you have during training just now?"
"Come on, that was because the simulator was lagging! Why is everyone harping on my one little mistake?" Sun Yang sat up, a look of pure innocence on his face.
