Early on Sunday morning.
Kiernan stood on a green field with a golf club in hand and swung it, sending the white ball soaring through the air.
It flew far away.
It went over the hole and into the thick woods.
"Sigh…"
Kiernan let out a sigh.
"Haha, I can see that this is your first time playing golf. You don't really have good form, but you have so much strength that it doesn't matter.
"As Martial Kings, we have to control our strength in every aspect of life because everything we touch can turn into a weapon if we're not careful.
"I learned golf to learn control."
Robert said, and he then put his own ball in the grass and swung his club with precision and fluidity, sending it flying straight towards the hole.
It landed close to the hole but kept rolling a slight distance away.
"Nice shot."
Kiernan said.
"I think I could've gone pro, but Martial Kings aren't allowed. What a shame indeed!"
Robert said with a wry smile.
