Early morning.
The sun had not yet risen from the east when Ye Chenfeng got up early for his morning exercise.
The weather at the end of September was already very cool, the subtle scent of autumn gradually spreading, and occasionally a cool breeze blew by, instantly refreshing one's spirit.
Ye Chenfeng jogged around the Ye family villa for nearly half an hour. As he had gotten up quite early, he hardly saw anyone on his way. After finishing his jog and returning to the villa's garden, Ye Chenfeng practiced a set of boxing techniques that roared with vigor, each punch containing extreme power. Now that Ye Chenfeng's Soul Force had reached Level Nine, killing a tiger with a single punch was child's play for him.
