Sir Ares, Goodnight

Whitney walked toward Jens. Her big, beautiful pair of eyes revealed a sense of sadness as she stared straight at Jenson.

Jenson finally saw her face under the brim of her hat. That beautiful face of hers was staring at him angrily.

"Why are you trying to be brave with those lousy jack-o f-all-trades martial arts skills of yours? If I hadn't come today, you would've died right on the spot. Do you know that?" Whitney yelled at him. Even though she disliked him showing off regardless of his own life and death, Whitney still squatted in front of him and carefully inspected his wounds.

"Fortunately for you, there aren't any fatal wounds."

Jenson was already gasping at the moment. He did not even have the strength to speak. He merely stared at Whitney and her glaring eyes. He secretly thought to himself, 'She's indeed a tigress.' "Can you walk?" she asked.

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Whitney lifted him up and said, "Let me give you a hand."

Then, she looked at the other sisters lying on the ground and blew a whistle. Soon, several other

instructors arrived.

"Send them all back," Whitney ordered.

Afterward, Whitney went back with Jenson on her back.

She carried Jenson all the way to her single-room dormitory and rummaged for some ointment before applying it to Jens' wounds.

Once the cooling ointment was applied to his skin, the sharp pain Jenson felt was immediately relieved and his strength was somewhat restored.

managed to mutter the two words to

in a standoffish manner. "No need for that. You're my student,

stunned. This ice queen was not a s lively and cute as

How incredibly boring.

bad attitude toward him, she still

hungry?"

Jens nodded at her.

I'll cook a

big fan of these junk foods

said, "Just put up with it. I don't know how to

you should be learning,"

replied, "Why should

to feed your husband and children instant

stared at Jens and asked,

was dumbfounded, and his ears were somewhat scalding as he said, "I might not be the

Her eyes slightly shone as she replied, "Might not be you?

said, "I don't have a girlfriend yet. Of course, you

"You don't quite

change was able to learn embroidery

Jens,"..."

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