A month passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, a torrential rain poured from the sky. Dressed in a short shirt, Chen Cheng brandished his Long Saber in the backyard pavilion, practicing the Wind Chasing Saber Technique.
Lately, it had been raining heavily every few days, and sometimes a downpour would last all day.
Chen Cheng had hired craftsmen to build this simple pavilion in the backyard, making it convenient to practice his Saber Technique when it rained.
Not far away, under the eaves of the main house, Xi'Er set up a small square table and diligently wrote on yellow paper with a charcoal pencil.
After writing for a while, she felt tired. She stood up, shook her head, stretched her arms, and scratched the Night Owl squatting beside her.
The Night Owl stared with its big, yellowish-red eyes, motionless.
This strange bird was nocturnal; though its large eyes were wide open, it was actually asleep.
"Xiaoguzi, you sure can sleep!"
