"Physically, you are perfectly fine," Ruixin told Zhiyao gently, tapping her tablet to finalize his current health status. "You're just suffering from severe energy depletion. Yuzhen is an SSS-rank, which means he is going to consume more guiding energy than you're used to handling. You'll need a strict restoration schedule."
Zhiyao let out a heavy sigh of relief, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah... I figured as much. The drain was intense."
Wenzhi just stood there, staring blankly at the monitors. Zhiyao stood up from his seat, noticing the tight, rigid set of his Faction Leader's shoulders. "You look seriously uneasy, boss."
"I'm not uneasy," Wenzhi frowned. "I'm frustrated."
