Smack, smack—Ambrose hacked down his training sword at the wooden pole.
The wooden pole was filled with scratches, a result of his relentless training.
The Wisdom King watched silently, but after not liking something he saw, he raised his arm and said,
"Stop."
Ambrose had already raised his sword-wielding arm, but after hearing the grandmaster's words, he stopped his attack.
"Youngling, your mind is elsewhere." The Wisdom King said with a wise-sounding tone. "Focus on the present moment and clear your thoughts."
"Yes, I am sorry." Ambrose turned back to the wooden pole and sighed.
'I can't stop thinking about ForeverTube.
'How many viewers do I have currently?
'Has my like ratio increased?
'How many subscribers do I have now?
'What will be my new video?'