A dreamless night.
At dawn, the sky began to brighten.
It was the perfect time for Martial Arts training.
Upon waking, Chenzhou immediately headed towards Fangshan.
In front of the Tiger Garden, there was not a soul in sight, and the Black Tiger lay there, its eyes wide open.
But its eyes were not closed; it seemed to be waiting for something.
Soon, the figure of Chenzhou appeared.
The Black Tiger knew—that monkey had come again!
"Brother Tiger, thanks to you, I was able to advance my Black Tiger Fist to this level in just one month. I rushed off yesterday and forgot to thank you," Chenzhou said to himself.
Having spent lots of time together, he even found the Black Tiger quite handsome.
"Roar!"
The Black Tiger let out a deep growl.
Chenzhou tried hard to recall the state of inspiration he had felt before, but the feeling was slow to come. He practiced his fist technique on the spot for an hour then descended the mountain.
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The 29th, cloudy weather.
