In the early morning, the sky has not yet lightened.
Lin Han woke up from bed, tidied himself up, smoothed out his wrinkled clothes, put on the gray servant outfit hanging nearby, then picked up a gray piece of cloth, bent down to lift the worn wooden basin in the corner, and walked out of the room.
Upon exiting, the cool air invigorated him, his lungs felt clear and refreshed, and all lingering fatigue faded away at that moment.
One hand holding charcoal, the other holding the cloth.
Lin Han walked out the door, following a path to an ancient well.
This was an ancient well in the old town, usually in the early mornings, many washing women would be here cleaning clothes.
However, it was still too early at this time, and there was no one around.
Approaching the well, Lin Han filled the wooden basin with water and then wiped his face with the cloth.
"Refreshing!"
In less than a minute, he was done with his washing.
In this cool breeze, he felt utterly refreshed.
