Friday, court day.
Zhang Wei got up early, prepared breakfast for his two daughters upstairs, and then got ready to head to an early court session.
As he left the house, he happened to run into Zhang Xinwu who was out for her morning training.
"Sister Xiao Wu, good morning~"
Yawning, Zhang Wei greeted her.
As the year-end approached, people like the bespectacled Huang Mao had gone back to their hometowns one after another.
So Zhang's Martial Arts School was very quiet, with only Zhang Xinwu and Lu Ma left inside.
Zhang Xinyan, Zhang Xinwu's brother, would occasionally come to the gym, but always ended up being lectured by Zhang Xinwu, leading to chaos.
Because of this, Zhang Wei would see Zhang Xinwu training alone every morning.
"Zhang Wei, what's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Zhang Xinwu noticed Zhang Wei, especially the dark circles under his eyes, and her concern was evident in her tone.
