472 When You Find the Inner Peace (1/2)

Chapter 472: When You Find the Inner Peace

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

An Early morning.

Sunrise was getting late. It was still dark outside.

Whoosh!

One fist broke through the air. It went fast and straight, and stopped smooth and clean. This fist itself reflected peace.

Suddenly, whoosh! Boom! Pa!

The squatting position was calm and steady. The movement as quick as light, the kicking as swift as wind.

Zhang Zian wore a normal sports outfit, practiced conscientiously, started today's Chinese box session.

This was already becoming routine in the pet shop every morning and everyone was used to it. By everyone, it meant the elfins in the shop.

Old Time Tea was lying by the window, seeming not to care about Zhang Zian's boxing session. It looked out of the window, enjoying the morning. People who got up early were walking fast to their destinations, their breaths visible in the cold air. The city started to wake up.

It was sitting on a soft cushion, next to a cup of freshly made tea. The steam flew in the air, spreading the smell of tea throughout the room.

For Famous, the smell of the tea wasn't faint, it was strong. He had lived in the shop for quite a long time now and he could tell from the smell, how much tea leaves were in the cup.

Galaxy was playing with the American Shorthair, running up and down the stairs. They were having a good time. Sometimes the Abyssinian cat, Wendy, would join them.

Famous admired how Galaxy could play so freely. It admired, but not envied because Galaxy deserved this. He had died multiple times and it deserved to have fun, the world owed it a happy childhood.

Famous also felt sorry for Galaxy as they stayed in the black box for so long, so Galaxy never said yes to playing hide and seek. Galaxy's fear of death didn't make the game fun. Of course, the time in the black box was different and it was just a thing of the past. After Famous hacked and copied the memory, the real world became confusing.

So should it join game of hide and seek now? Famous still wasn't up for that. It can play games any time, but right now, it had more important things to consider.

Fina and Snowy Lionet went downstairs to take a nap before Zhang Zian started to practice boxing. They didn't like the flying dust and noise that came with boxing and they found it boring.

Someone was banging on the bathroom door and you can hear Richard yelling, ”I'm done, let me out!”

Earlier, Zhang Zian got up and put the sleeping Richard into the bathroom and locked the door, so it wouldn't be able come out until after it was done. But, just like the last two days, Zhang Zian forgot about the grey parrot when he started boxing.

Famous walked to the door and unlocked it with its front paws, then pushed the door open.

Richard flapped its wings and out came an ugly smell.

”Thanks, bro! Thank you for letting me out!” It showed appreciation by landing on Famous's back. ”That heartless Zhang Zian, I think he's sadistic!”

Famous shook its body, it didn't want Richard landing on it. The smell reminded it that the grey parrot just finished pooping, but didn't clean itself.

Richard didn't care at all. It flew to a pillow and made itself comfortable in the blanket, lying on one side with its wings covering its ears, and continued sleeping.

Whether it was playing, teaching or sleeping, it seemed like everyone was doing their own thing. Famous was the only one doing nothing. It was sleepy, but it couldn't sleep. The Tibetan Mastiff business kept it awake.

”Stop!”

Old Time Tea suddenly yelled.

Zhang Zian stopped. He kept the position he was in before Old Time Tea told him to stop. His feet were firmly on the ground, his left hand posed like he was playing the Chinese Lute while the right hand was in front of him.

Old Time Tea turned around. Its eyes reflecting the morning sun, shining like a diamond.

It said slowly, ”The 'Palm Above the Neck Kill' emphasized on 'above.' What you did was 'chop,' you used too much strength. This move seems sharp, but you don't need too much strength. The magical thing about this move is that you use the strength of your enemy and make it yours. Then, when they lose balance, you use your right hand to hang onto their necks without giving them a chance to breathe or fight back.”

Zhang Zian remained his position, thought about its words then nodded and replied, ”I understand.”

After that, he repeated the finishing pose and went back to the ”Palm Above the Neck Kill.”

Famous gazed at his movement. This time, his right hand moved slightly different. It was softer than before, the right palm slightly bent instead of sharply bent. Even to eyes of an outsider like Famous, it could see the peace in his fist.

After this, he stopped, thinking about the angle and strength of the position and kept it in his mind, then he tried it again. This time he did better, making it smooth and natural.

Old Time Tea touched its beard and smiled.

Famous found it strange that Old Time Tea didn't look at Zhang Zian, instead focusing on the hot tea the whole time. It seemed as if the tea held was whole other world. How did it know when Zhang Zian made mistakes?

It looked up and checked the wall clock. It was still early so they wouldn't be late for today's shooting.

There was a pot on the kitchen oven, the light blue fire licking the bottom. The pot was boiling, and the smell of stewed beef with potato filled the room.

The windows were pretty wide. They were bay windows, big enough for men to sit. It was obvious the former owner kept some flowers on the window sill as there were circle marks from the vases that were kept in the same position for years, and cleaning it did nothing.