Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze
Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble
Chapter 105 Stability
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"Creak."
Yang Ge gently pushed open the courtyard door, and the cold, desolate sensation that greeted him, combined with the thick layer of dust everywhere, made him tense up before he could relax.
He sighed, carrying the Cold Moon Blade swiftly into the inner room.
When he came out again, he had changed into a set of coarse hemp clothes suitable for hard work.
He fastened his belt, went to the kitchen to fetch a shoulder pole and two buckets of water, and quickly stepped out the door.
Before long, he returned with two buckets of clean water.
Upon entering the room, he set down the shoulder pole, first turned to close the courtyard door, and then carried a bucket of water in each hand into the kitchen.
Soon, a thin stream of smoke rose from the chimney.
With a large pot of water boiling, Yang Ge set up the firewood and then got up, cleaned his hands, and came out of the kitchen. He took a broom and swept inside and out thoroughly twice, ridding the room of dust.