Early morning.
The warm sun of winter rarely broke through the dark clouds, casting down fine and gentle rays of light.
Under the eaves, icicles formed from the frozen winter rain began to melt slightly in the sunlight, shrinking to the size of a pinky finger.
Ten miles outside Fei Lei City.
A bamboo forest.
Deep within the bamboo forest stood a bamboo house.
This was a residence Li Che had found outside the city, quiet and free from disturbances.
At least, it was sufficient for the time being.
Li Che, dressed in black, filled out his clothes with his muscular build, the fine and continuous muscles like those of a mighty python plainly visible.
His blood and Qi created waves of heat, surging throughout the bamboo courtyard.
It seemed to transform into a living, breathing Blood Qi python, coiling and hissing around him.