Lin Chu didn't know if Liszt would come over, nor could he be bothered to guess, but one thing was for sure: he wasn't going to the Solomon Islands.
At this stage, there was only one thing to do: grow!
Grow without distractions!
Lay low.
Lay low until complete victory!
Objectively speaking, given his current situation, his assets, and his wealth, it really wasn't a good idea to be high-profile anymore.
With this birthday past, he was another year older. It was time for a new attitude toward life.
The next morning, Lin Chu woke up bright and early and was already sweating buckets on the treadmill in his home gym.
A ten-kilometer run.
Ten sets of strength training.
Then, breakfast.
After breakfast, an hour of reading, half an hour of language study, then more exercise—swimming—right up until lunch.
A half-hour nap at noon, followed by an afternoon of "learning" from the "young masters" at the Martial Arts School, and then two hours of work in the evening.
