Qiao Mai extended her consciousness outside. The sky was beginning to lighten. She felt a sense of unfinished business but stretched lazily. On the trading platform, she selected some hair accessories and a pair of boots for Ling'er before reluctantly coming out.
Without a rest, she headed straight to the martial arts training ground, where her three sons were waiting for her.
At this time every day, she would spar with them, practicing offensive and defensive techniques, as well as enhancing their physical agility and reaction times.
Chuan'er, like his father, wasn't cut out for martial arts. For him, it was a way to stay in shape.
The Feng brothers, on the other hand, showed promise. When they were a bit older, she planned to teach them inner cultivation techniques.
As the day grew brighter, Yue Hong arrived with Ling'er.
Ling'er wriggled out of her embrace and ran toward her mother and brothers.
