In mid-June, the temperature in Tianhai in the early morning was already unbearably hot. The overcast sky was filled with dark clouds, and the occasional breeze that blew by was also warm, offering no relief from the heat.
Ye Chenfeng had gotten up for his morning exercise before dawn, jogging slowly for over half an hour around the villa area, and then practiced a set of powerful boxing techniques. His mind was already contemplating returning to Capital City.
After Ye Chenfeng and Ye Dongjian survived an assassination by an ancient martial arts master, the mysterious enemy had not struck again. Ye Chenfeng actually hoped for another assassin to come so he could capture them and find out who was behind his parents' car accident.
