Yang Xi shook his head forcefully, trying to shake off the thoughts that troubled him. He muttered to himself inwardly, "How did I suddenly become so dejected? This is not the state of mind a martial artist should have!" He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Perhaps it was the departure of his comrades—with whom he had once trained and fought side by side—that made him feel so sorrowful and grieved. But life was always full of partings and reunions; he had to learn to face them. Yang Xi told himself that he needed to maintain an optimistic and positive attitude and keep moving forward.
Early this morning, he got up by himself and resumed his routine martial arts training. After finishing, he planned to go to the hospital today to visit Victoria, Kira, Olga, and Alina, as well as the score or so of comrades with light and severe injuries. He intended to drive alone to a shopping mall first, knowing he couldn't visit the wounded empty-handed. To his surprise, just as he was about to head out, he saw two beautiful women walking toward his house.Sunlight streamed through the car window into the room, illuminating a breathtaking figure. The girl had a head of golden, sunshine-bright curls that cascaded softly over her fair shoulders. Her hair shimmered with a faint glow, like smooth silk gently brushing against her skin. Her complexion was white as snow and delicate as porcelain, radiating a subtle sheen that gave her a fresh, ethereal aura.
Her eyes were like the…
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