Wang Wei appeared in the backyard of the Wang Clan Manor. The first thing he saw was his father training his swordsmanship. He held a sword in his hand, slashing repeatedly at a wooden dummy. The odd thing is his slash left no marks nor cut anything. It was like his sword was intangible and passed through the solid object.
However, Wang Wei knew this was not the truth. He could see that with each swing, his father's sword would pass through the gap between the atoms and sub-atomic particles of the wooden dummy, given the illusion that it was intangible. Such subtle control of his sword is a display of his father's swordsmanship realm.
"Wei'er, you're here," said Yu Yan with a gentle smile after noticing him. "Do you want me to make you something to eat?"
"No, I'm fine."
"What's wrong? You look distracted."
Wang Wei sighed, "No, I just have a lot of things to do, and I'm thinking about where to begin."
