A Better Place

After Su Wen finished talking to Si Tu, the other party gave him a strange look.

"What's wrong, Uncle Si? Is there a problem with what I said?"

Si Tu shook his head in response, "No."

While he spoke so, Si Tu actually felt a chill in his heart.

For martial artists, closed-door cultivation was a common thing.

However, cultivating didn't mean that one just sat there and did nothing. They would meditate, circulate their cultivation methods, comprehend martial skills, and when bored, could even move their bodies and perform shadow boxing.

However, Su Wen's rule was to completely strip Xue Wanjun of his freedom.

Not only was he locked in a room, but he was also deprived of the freedom to sleep and turn around.

The thought of staring there, staring at the wall, but unable to do anything, unable to speak, unable to move, unaware of day or night, and only have endless waiting.