The facilities in the courtyard were already pretty decent. Surrounded by tall locust trees, countless white petals would rain down with just a light breeze.
Many chiefs liked to practice military boxing there. Some also liked to jog, and all of them were wearing camouflage clothing.
When Little Baldy saw that someone was running with her, she became even more energetic and began to speed up.
That day, Little Gangster Li's father also dragged him to the training garden. As soon as he arrived, he saw a tiny figure, looking like a fiery wheel, that ran faster than a whole group of soldiers.
He rubbed his sleep laden face, dumbfounded. It was indeed Nine.
Seeing that, Little Gangster Li's father was also a little stunned. He looked at his own son and felt a little angry.
"Look at her! Even a little kid can run faster than you!"
