Book 2: Chapter 49: A Gift
Vol 2 Chapter 49: A Gift
Tang Lingwu had mastered the Linghe Technique.
Just as a person holding a hammer instinctively looks for nails, and someone finding a perfectly straight stick immediately wants to poke a cluster of foxtail grass—
Tang Lingwu had achieved mastery of Linghe Body—and now she just wanted to run free.
So the three of them headed to the same small park where Zheng Fa used to train.
—
It was late at night, and the sky was devoid of stars, leaving the nightscape particularly dark and heavy.
The park was old, with sparse streetlights casting dim, yellowish glows, leaving long stretches of shadowy paths in between.
It was midsummer, and the air was filled with buzzing insects. Not exactly an ideal place for a nighttime stroll.
