Su Yu had just returned to the martial arts hall and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when Yang Ai came skipping over, chattering away.
"Brother Su!"
The girl's bright smile was especially dazzling in the winter sun. Ever since Su Yu had agreed to the position, she had come to see him as her family's official Tributor, and her words had grown increasingly affectionate.
"Do you do nothing but train all day? When are you going to visit my family? My father has mentioned it several times."
Seeing her cute, pouting expression, Su Yu's tense nerves relaxed slightly. 'I really should pay them a visit,' he thought. "Alright," he said. "I'll go in a few days."
"That's wonderful!" Yang Ai was overjoyed and instinctively grabbed Su Yu's hand. It was warm to the touch. Realizing how forward she'd been, a blush immediately bloomed on her cheeks, and she snatched her hand back like a startled rabbit.
