"Go tell Yao'er not to show his face either."
"Yes..."
...
「The next day.」
The day was overcast and rainy, the light dim.
At four in the morning.
Xiao Wuge was already up, washing and dressing with Xiaodie's assistance.
He wore a short brocade tunic, its sash tied tightly at his waist.
His hair was pulled into a simple topknot, giving his refined features a sharp, capable air.
After so many days of Martial Arts training, Xiao Wuge had gradually grown accustomed to this lifestyle.
He would wake early to practice his Martial Arts, read in the afternoon, and spend his evenings fishing, playing chess, or in the study with his brother-in-law, Chen Yi.
Disciplined and fulfilling.
Though he sometimes envied the other children his age in the mansion as they played and laughed, he knew he couldn't join them.
