Hearing the call, I tossed my phone aside and called back, "Coming!"

With that, I kicked off my shoes and shuffled to the door in my slippers. The moment I opened it, I spotted Ashton filling water buckets in the courtyard.

Several white buckets were lined up in a row. As he filled each one, he lifted them effortlessly, his muscles clearly visible even through his shirt. Every movement radiated pure strength and power.

"Why are you filling so many ...