As part of their graduation rites, the four of them did not need to attend the nightly training and spent the time in one of the locked rooms in the building. It was the room with the most furniture that they had seen there. The screens were painted with a river and the best serving trays were shining. Paper lanterns in various sizes hung from the ceiling and the other side of the wall was a view of the mountains and the setting sun. They could even hear some of the birds.
"You're all done with your training," Master said and picked up the intricately painted teapot and poured them each a cup. "It was short, but you still graduated from this school. I hope you put everything into good use."
"I don't think there's anything 'good' but I'll toast to that," said Wuming and they all drank the liquid.
"Do you give certificates?" asked Qing Lok. "I think I need something on our wall aside from Chen's plaques."