Early the next morning, Wang Junze stepped out of his room at the inn and went to the courtyard to practice his sword skills.
In reality, given Wang Junze's current realm, this basic sword practice rendered very little effect, almost negligible, yet he still rose early because it was a routine he had maintained ever since he first arrived at the inn.
Today was the day Su Yuwei was leaving; in the future, it would be rare, if ever, to have the opportunity to practice swordplay beneath Su Yuwei's window again.
The sky had yet to brighten, displaying only a hint of dawn.
Su Yuwei had in fact woken up early, silently standing by the window from the moment Wang Junze began practicing.
The window was opened just a crack, imperceptible from the outside, yet through this small opening, Su Yuwei could clearly see Wang Junze's every move.
Wang Junze practiced continuously for more than an hour, and Su Yuwei silently watched at the window for just as long.
