Xiana lay on the ground covered in tiny grass after learning the technique to center the qi around the sword. She could feel the soreness in her palm. The shade of the tree protected her from the scorching heat of the sun.
"It's not the place to take a rest," Licheng said.
"I know. But the air below this tree is good. Let me take a nap here," Xiana murmured.
"You cannot rest unless I permit you. Did you forget how limited time we both have?" Licheng asked.
Xiana opened her eyes and raised her hand. Licheng held her hand gently and pulled her up. "My hand is sore because you helped me focus the qi here," she stated.
"Don't worry about it," Licheng told her and gave her the sword. "Show me what I taught you," he said.
