Zhang Xiaohu nodded thoughtfully, stopped talking, and went back to practicing his boxing after pondering for a moment. This time, he performed the movements much slower. Zhang Xiaohua, feeling uneasy, watched him for a while but couldn't figure anything out. However, seeing his brother's smooth and steady movements, he assumed everything was normal and felt relieved.
He then focused on the fist manual in front of him. But as he read, his eyes grew heavy, and he soon drifted off to dreamland. Since his injury, Zhang Xiaohua's sleep schedule had advanced quite a bit, often falling into deep sleep before Zi Ye. It was probably because his body was weak and needed rest.
In his dream, an unknown fluctuation spread throughout his body from his left hand, unbeknownst to anyone.
The shimmering was still present in his dream.
