Morning.
The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.
With summer approaching, the weather had started to turn hot.
Lin Zheyu sat by the edge of Zeyi Lake, accompanied by Mr. Chen.
The old man wore a smile, leisurely holding a fishing rod, enjoying his time fishing.
Meanwhile, Lin Zheyu was flipping through the Poison Canon, asking about some issues he encountered recently while studying it.
It had been half a year since he first came into contact with the Poison Canon, and he had gained some insights into the Poison Tao.
Unfortunately, Lin Zheyu's strength advanced too rapidly, and he had only used the Poison Tao techniques a few times early on, seldom employing them afterward.
Yet he did not abandon his study of the Poison Tao.
The Poison Tao was vast and profound, encompassing many kinds of poisonous methods, including some that targeted Innate Martial Artists.
Hiding in the city meant not needing to worry about being poisoned.
