_Middle Land, Red Star City, Rathore Family_
Young men between the ages of 15 to 25 showed up early in the morning at the martial arts square to practice their Martial Skills. When they arrived, they saw twenty years old young men practicing. It was already a common sight for them to see this young man with a somewhat pleasant appearance doing various movements in the middle of the field.
"As expected, Rayan came earlier than usual. He's always been the first one among us to be here for three consecutive years."
"Yeah, it's a real pity. He clearly has a Spirit Grade Cultivation Talent which is superior to ours. Unfortunately, after so many years of hard work, he has no such luck in cultivating because of his body's illness. I learned that the Family Head and others are extremely disappointed in him."
Several teens could be heard whispering to each other, but the one who spoke aloud clearly felt sorry for Rayan Rathore's situation.