บท 581: I Am Dou Dou

At present, it was already the third week of December in this world, but the sun still shone brightly in the sky like a furnace.

Four seasons of blistering hot weather in a year, or rather, two seasons in a year.

One rainy season and one dry season.

Even during the rainy season, the weather was incessantly hot and stuffy. As for the dry season, everyone would be drenched in perspiration when out in the sun.

"Ah… Ah… Ah…"

The sound of a man groaning came through from the training ground in the palace.

Ren Baqian was currently doing a front split movement on top of a burning hot slate. In addition, he was also exerting all his strength to try to bring the leg behind him to bend forward and stretch toward his neck.

For one, he felt that his leg hurt like it was being torn apart.

Secondly, he felt that his balls were in distress.

Distressed balls indeed.