"Phew, I'm exhausted..."

Ma Junfan let out a long breath, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and plopped down on the ground, not caring that the sun had made it scorching hot.

After speaking, he glanced at Ning Wangshu beside him and couldn't help but say, "Brother Ning, how come you don't seem to feel anything? You don't even look like you're sweating. Isn't that a bit too much?"

Hearing this, Liu Qi and Wang Zhiqiang also turned to look.