Chapter 947: Lifting Session I

"Wanna add more plates or do you wanna go for more reps?" Sebastian casually turned to Logan while flapping his arms around for blood to circulate in them.

Logan just laughed out loud, "Fuck it! Let's go five plates each!"

"Very well… I suggest wearing at least a belt though—"

"Belt?! Who fuckin' wears a—"

"I help run this estate on a daily basis, I can't get injured. I believe the two higher than you do too… but don't say I didn't warn you if you get a debilitating injury—"

Logan turned to everybody else, "He's trying to get into my head, right? He's trying to— Fuck it, where did I throw it…"

With that said, Logan was convinced to take a safer approach in regards to lifting because one injury with the weights they were trying to pull could potentially render him unable to perform basic tasks for months at the minimum.