Overall, Severin was very satisfied with the loot.
"Hey, Sheila. How are you feeling after drinking the spiritual alcohol? Do you feel the power in your body has become stronger?" Severin asked curiously.
Immediately, Sheila clenched her fist. "Yes, I think I'm stronger."
"Throw a punch at me. Don't hold back!" Severin said.
Sheila frowned. "I, I don't think I can do it. I love you so much. I just can't bear myself to do that…"
Severin smiled bitterly. "My attainment is so much higher than yours and my body is so much stronger than yours too. Your punch is not going to hurt me. Just punch me. It's quite hard to judge the power of a grandmaster. I can only tell what's your level when you make an attack."
Sheila continued to frown and said, "This is so annoying! I, I really can't do it!"
"Hurry up. Let me see what's your level. It's fine. I promise. Just punch me with everything you got!" Severin urged sternly.
"Alright."
Finally, Sheila clenched her fist unwillingly and punched Severin's abdomen with all of her power.
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