A ray of morning light pierced into the freshmen's quarters, casting dappled, rippling patterns across the ground.
After returning yesterday, Su Qinghe and the other youths had rested thoroughly for the entire night. Following days of matches and intense cultivation, it was finally time to properly unwind.
In a secluded corner of the distant quarters, Su Qinghe stood tall and straight. His cool, solitary figure, contrasted against the sunlight, projected a unique and somewhat lonely mood.
Chapter 43