The End of Qingshan’s Closed-door Cultivation

"Oh." The girl dressed in blue could only nod and whisper, "Miss, what powerful fist art is Sovereign creating? If I remember correctly, he started his closed-door cultivation three years ago."

"I don't know," the girl dressed in green answered with a frown. She shook her head and replied, "However, during these recent years, Father has gone into closed-door cultivation several times. It's all for the ninth move of this fist art. It seems like the complete creation of this fist art is extremely difficult. Nevermind. Let's not bother with these things. Hm, when we are done eating, let's stroll around Wuan County and leave this county tomorrow."

The girl dressed in blue nodded and said, "Where should we go tomorrow?"

"We will see," the girl dressed in green answered with a leisurely smile.

Whoosh!

A little white bird flew in from the window and landed on the shoulder of the girl who was dressed in green.