(One month later...)
Xuan flipped through the book Huizhen had given him, reading it for likely the tenth time this month.
However, even after so long, Xuan couldn't understand what was written.
Sure, there was some sort of technique inside this notebook, and he had only managed to decipher two movements.
The first step and the first punch. That was pretty much it. He wasn't making that much progress, as if something was missing.
I don't get this at all... Xuan stashed away the notebook into his inner pocket and rose from the comfortable bed.
He was currently in a tent, and on the bed to the left of him, Yuelan rested, her feet kicked up as she leisurely read some kind of magazine.
She had always liked sleeping beside him, and even when they grew up, she slept in the same room as him. Even after this time, some things hadn't changed.
Noticing his gaze, she raised a brow.
"So? Anything this time?"
