"Thrust, tap, flick, chop, slash, hang!"
On January 2, 2122, at eleven in the morning, the sun shone brightly.
In the entrance garden of Building 4, Anping Imperial Scenic Area, Ningyuan City, a tall and burly middle-aged man dressed in black training clothes held a sword, moving lightly and smoothly to the center of the garden. He effortlessly executed various impressive and fierce sword moves, naming each one while explaining their techniques to a young man and woman standing in the corner of the garden.
"Cloud, pierce, stroke, carry, wrist flower... This wrist flower is the focus, it's particularly beautiful when performed. Yueyue, take a good look, you'll definitely be able to use it in your videos later."
"Okay."
The young man and woman standing nearby were, of course, Wu Wenyue and Li Peifeng. The former also held a long sword in her hand, silently mimicking the man's movements.
