The sound of footsteps could be heard outside the Wang residence, and As it turned out it was Wang Lu. He was returning alone, and let Aunt Meng handle her issues alone. He was pretty much sure that this old woman had her own weird fetishes, and he didn't want to stay around her that much. His figure kept moving and thus the only source of sound, until he reached the entrance to the house. He didn't step and pushed the door open, and to his surprise, he could actually hear the sound of someone talking in the guest hall.
Without even stopping, he headed in that direction.
"Oh! Grandson!...."
*****
2 years later..
Sitting on a cliff, looking into the distance, eight year old Wang Lu had long hair hanging behind his back. Other than that, his figure seemed to appear different.
Only those that were close with him could tell he had started to lay foundation, and process was literally meant to harden one's will.
