Chapter 898: Overlord Lifting Cauldron?! Wrapped in Pure Affection~

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The next morning at eight o'clock.

Qin Weiyang promptly drags Lin Yang and Su Yang up for morning training.

The three wear matching Clothing and run laps around the small island.

The original plan was twenty laps, but after a full hour they had already far exceeded it.

And they had not yet reached their limit.

Lin Yang huffs and puffs under the sun, sweating profusely, his skin flushed red from the heat.

According to the previous rhythm, in less than half an hour he would have been whining, crying out for mercy.

Yet this time was completely different.

He not only pushed forward eagerly, but also took the lead, running ahead of Su Yang and Qin Weiyang.

This scene made the two look at each other with new respect.

Ten minutes later——

"Stop!" Qin Weiyang suddenly shouts.

Lin Yang slows his steps until he halts, panting heavily, and asks, "Is the target enough?"

"We've over‑completed, we ran twenty‑five laps," Qin Weiyang fans herself, her pretty face dotted with Sweat beads.

"Really? I feel it's not satisfying enough," Lin Yang stretches, moving his neck.

"Running is just a warm‑up; what follows is the real priority," Qin Weiyang's eyes flash with a sharp glint.

In the past Lin Yang would have feared that look.

But now he nods gladly, "Come on, I've been eager already!"

Qin Weiyang leads the two to an open area, then rubs her fists, "Then… you go first."

Lin Yang assumes a stance, flicks his Finger, "Come on!"

"Swoosh——"

Speeding like lightning, almost Instantaneous Kungfu, her fist reaches Lin Yang's face.

"Bang!"

She is fast, Lin Yang is not slower.

Fists clash, evenly matched.

Both are Third-tier Gene Modification, their strength is evenly matched.

Although men's Muscle density and other aspects surpass women's, this only applies to Normal Difficulty.

Evolved players have long left this category.

Because Qin Weiyang has trained for years, her strength even slightly exceeds Lin Yang's.

Thus, they contest with technique and On-site Response.

"Sss——"

Qin Weiyang delivers a hard Airborne Side Kick to Lin Yang's chest.

He lets out a muffled grunt, steps back several meters, his feet digging deep prints into the soft grass.

Just as he steadies, the next attack suddenly comes.

"Not good!" Lin Yang's Pupil suddenly contracts, and by the time he reacts he's already flying upward.

He is lifted directly by Qin Weiyang, then slammed heavily onto the ground.

Su Yang watches beside, heart pounding, "Overlord Lifting Cauldron?!"

"Clap!"

Lin Yang faces the ground, making a forceful, intimate contact with the earth.

When he lifts his head, his Mouth is smeared with mud and grass.

"Pee pee pee!" he quickly spits the dirty stuff from his Mouth, a bitter expression on his face.

Qin Weiyang stands with hands behind her back, expressionless, watching him struggle to rise, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Not that I'm saying, are you really that ruthless? Am I your enemy or what?" Lin Yang says softly.

"I fully respect every opponent," Qin Weiyang says.

"Oh dear, my old waist," Lin Yang leans on support, staggers to a side and sits with difficulty.

"Are you okay?" Su Yang thinks, amused.

Lin Yang grits his teeth, waves his hand, "Just stretched a bit, No Injury."

"Can we continue?" Su Yang asks.

"I'll rest a while, you go first."

Speaking, Lin Yang suddenly thinks of something, pulls at Su Yang's Clothing hem, lowers his voice: "I seriously suspect she's retaliating on purpose."

"How so?" Su Yang shows interest.

"She must think I stole the spotlight, so she deliberately used this method against me." Lin Yang wears a look of having seen through it.

"That's a stretch?" Su Yang pretends surprise.

"You've been with her so long and still don't understand her?" Lin Yang says firmly, "Help me take revenge, and give her an Overlord Lifting Cauldron!"

"I can't beat her." Su Yang shakes his head.

"Damn, you surrender before even fighting." Lin Yang says bitterly.

Qin Weiyang sees something off, her willow eyebrows knit, "What are you two murmuring about, hurry up and continue!"

Lin Yang's eyelids flicker rapidly, then he loudly declares, "My stomach hurts a bit, I'll rest first, let Su Yang fight you."

"Useless, can't even last ten seconds." Qin Weiyang mercilessly retorts.

"You listen!" Lin Yang suddenly seized Su Yang's hand, "Did you hear? She's taking revenge, quickly help me avenge!"

Su Yang patted his hand back, gave a reassuring look, "I'll do my best."

"Go for it!" Lin Yang returned a firm gaze.

When Su Yang took the stage, Qin Weiyang showed no slack at all.

On the contrary, the fighting spirit grew stronger.

No idle chatter; the moment they steadied, they began real combat.

"Bang!"

……

Half an hour flew by, the three dragged their exhausted bodies back to the Villa.

"We're back…" Lin Yang said weakly.

Everyone in the living room immediately cast their eyes.

Wen Ran jogged over, placed three pairs of already prepared slippers at the doorway, "Breakfast is ready, wash up and come eat."

Oh? ！

Lin Yang Scent Perception a hint of something off, gave Su Yang an ambiguous glance.

Su Yang pretended not to see, said thanks.

Wen Ran smiled gently, turned and ran toward the kitchen.

Lin Yang clicked his tongue and said, "At first glance, Wen Ran really does have a bit of the virtuous wife and good mother aura; if I could choose, I'd definitely pick a girlfriend like that."

Su Yang subtly glanced to his side, then gave him an elbow in irritation.

"Hiss! Why did you bump into me?" Lin Yang wore a look of grievance.

"Watch your Mouth." Su Yang squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

Lin Yang glanced at Qin Weiyang entering the washroom, his eyes rolled, then he chuckled.

A few minutes later—

"Time to eat!" Wen Ran took off her apron.

"Coming, coming!"

Everyone gathered around the table, looking at the steaming, fragrant big white buns, their throats involuntarily rolling.

Ximen Zhirou swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Me too." Zhuge Chen nodded.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up, eat while it's hot," Wen Ran whispered softly.

"Wen the chef's kindness, I definitely have to return the favor!" Lin Yang plopped down, grabbed a bun and shoved it into his Mouth.

Then he used chopsticks to pick some salty vegetables and jammed them into the corner of his Mouth.

"Here." Wen Ran handed over a bun.

Su Yang didn't refuse, smiled and took it.

Soon, Wen Ran brought out a pot of steaming soy milk from the kitchen.

She said, "The soy milk is ready, no sugar added; if you want it sweet, add it yourself."

"So happy~" Lin Yang wore a satisfied face, praising endlessly.

"Just a simple home style, can't compare to Chef Lin." Wen Ran pursed her Mouth and smiled.

"The deliciousness comes not only from the skill, but also from the love packed inside." Lin Yang shook his head and swayed, saying.

Wen Ran was momentarily stunned, but quickly recovered, a faint pink flush appearing on her face.

Su Yang's Forehead sprouted a few black lines, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your Mouth apart!"