Before the Trial

After pondering Huang Xikong’s words, Xia Zhihuai realized that he made a valid point.

With a solution in mind, he suddenly felt less anxious. He took a shower and calmly returned to his room to meditate.

Sensing spiritual energy had become his recent life goal.

He was determined to take the first step forward with his long legs!

…

Next door, Huang Xikong handed a thin booklet to Zhu Qing. She took it, puzzled by the lack of a title. “Sir, what is this?” she asked.

“Shadow Art,” Huang Xikong replied, his face calm as a still well. “Study it well.”

Zhu Qing felt the weight of the object in her hands.

She couldn’t fathom why she, with no particular merits or abilities, was not only given Yin-gathering talismans but also taught Shadow Art.

Such great kindness and grace could only be repaid by serving diligently.

If it weren’t for her disfigurement, she might even consider offering herself to repay the debt.

But she was unworthy.