Nightfall.
Lin Xuan Qi was in his room practicing the Cloud-Strife Steps.
It had proven itself to be lifesaving, and he was not about to stop practicing.
Life in Da Qian Dynasty didn't offer him the luxury to slack.
To feel safe, preparation and hard work were constantly required.
His movements were now much swifter and faster than when he started.
Step after step, he got quicker.
Soon, his movement became a shimmer.
Whoosh.
He took a huge step forward and a gust of wind followed.
The candles by the side nearly flickered out when he brushed past them.
After that, he stopped and stood straight.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead while he panted, trying to catch his breath.
Just as he was about to do another round of the practice routine, he heard a knock on the door.
This felt like déjà vu to him.
"Who's there?" He shouted, hoping that it was not that woman again.
Fortunately, a familiar voice came from behind the door.
"Master Lin. It's me Shi Shi."
