Although her body was quite healthy in this life, her physique was not good enough. Just after ten minutes, Chen Meng'er's two short legs began to tremble unconsciously. Sweat began to appear on her forehead.
Chen Meng'er gritted her teeth and pursed her lips into a straight line. She persisted in not allowing herself to fall because of the trembling of her legs.
As time passed, the sweat on Chen Meng'er's forehead became more and more, and the back of Chen Meng'er's clothes had long been drenched. Her face also began to turn pale. This made Elder Liu, who was watching from the side, feel very sorry for her. Several times, when he saw Chen Meng'er clenching her teeth and persisting, he wanted to ask her to stop and to rest for a while.
However, every time Elder Liu wanted to speak again, he saw Chen Meng'er's unyielding gaze. He swallowed his words and changed it to, "Okay, Meng'er is not bad. Good luck."
