Although he had only rested for a little over ten days, Lin Ye felt as if the entire summer had slipped away while he hadn't diligently practiced his martial arts.
Time is so hateful; you don't feel anything when you waste it, but when you have no time left to waste, you'll be filled with regret.
Every day, his senior brothers practiced their martial arts in this small courtyard. Lin Ye would stand by and watch. Unable to exert his strength, he memorized the techniques they practiced.
But he increasingly couldn't resist the urge to practice. If Mr. Xin hadn't stopped him again, he probably would have tried squatting in a horse stance for a while, of course, with bricks and stones on his back.
Mr. Xin came the next day, then again two days later, then three days later. When he came t
