Dawn broke, the sky turning the color of a fish's belly. In the early morning mountain village, the villagers were already awake and beginning their daily labor. Lin Yun rose early as well and practiced a set of the Tiger Roar Fist, a habit he had long maintained.
After finishing his routine and eating a quick meal, Lin Yun headed out of the village. He didn't want to expose his identity as a Martial Artist, so he went into the mountains every day to cultivate, bringing back some game he hunted along the way.
As he reached the village entrance, he heard Lan Xi calling out from a distance, "Ah Shan…"
Hearing her voice, Lin Yun turned to see Lan Xi jogging toward him, an honest smile on his face. 'This girl really is endearing.'
"Here," she said breathlessly, handing him a few rice balls. "I made these for you. Eat them if you get hungry on the mountain." You could tell from their perfect shape just how carefully she had prepared them.
