The sun rose in the east.
At a distance, the sky was tinged with the pale light of dawn, and the chill of night had not yet passed when Ye Chenfeng awoke early to exercise.
This was a habit Ye Chenfeng had adopted in his previous life, never failing to rise early for a morning workout regardless of how late he had gone to bed the night before.
The cold morning air felt refreshing as he breathed it into his lungs, invigorating Ye Chenfeng and sending shivers through his body. He practiced a series of boxing techniques on the open ground in front of the villa, each fist cutting through the air with a whoosh, the sound of force echoing around him as if every punch carried the weight of a thousand jins and could easily kill an enraged bull with a single blow.
