"Come over, Little Ming..." A soft, feminine voice brushed past Xiao Ming's ears.
His gaze shifted toward Bai Zixue, who was gracefully making her way over to him. The air around her shimmered with the elegance of an ice phoenix, her movements as fluid as the wind.
"Cousin Xue, is something wrong?" Xiao Ming asked with a faint, awkward smile, his hand instinctively reaching up to brush through his hair.
Bai Zixue's lips curled into a warm, teasing smile. "Little Ming... You did so well today. Who would have thought you weren't this strong just a few months ago? Come on, tell your cousin your little secret, hehe!"
Her voice was light, filled with genuine admiration as she playfully pinched Xiao Ming's arm.
Xiao Ming was caught off guard, his cheeks flushed slightly from the sudden affection.
He quickly tried to downplay the situation. "It's nothing big, just that Little Ming has been training a bit more than the rest..."
