Xu Wuyi took a deep breath. The cool night air filled his lungs.
He quickened his pace, heading for home.
For the next few days, the pace of Xu Wuyi's life slowed down completely.
He would wake up early each day to accompany his mother to the market, and upon returning, he'd watch his father tend to the potted plants on the balcony.
In the mornings, he would handle some briefings sent from the military headquarters. Although he had been moved to "strategic reserve" status, he still needed to be kept up to date on necessary intelligence.
In the afternoons, he would meditate quietly in his room, not seeking a breakthrough, but simply nurturing his Heart Image and consolidating his foundation.
The transfer of ownership for the property at Shanshui Manor was complete, and the renovation of the underground Cultivation Room was progressing quickly.
