Moxinke woke up yawning when dawn arrived. He felt tired since he had been practicing sword arts for the entire day yesterday and had stayed up late last night. Since there wasn't anyone to teach him fighting techniques, the only thing he could do was to intensify the practices on his own since he had only mastered the basic skills. Moxinke had always considered himself as a man of perseverance. Others might judge him as stupid, aggressive or even reckless, but he would be pissed off if they judged him as lazy.
Suddenly, a rich delicious smell filled his nostrils as he stepped out of the wooden shed. He looked around and saw Han Jin sitting by the bonfire, engrossed in eating something. Moxinke headed toward Han Jin with a smirk on his face. He sat down and reached out one of his hands, intending to get the barbecued meat on the wooden trivet.
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