บท 170: Rush.

The night passed in silence. Yang Dao spent the whole time meditating and sorting out the clutter in his mind. What Feng Yun said to him in the evening left a deep impression. The cloudy sky outside was the reflection of his heart and soul. 

Slowly as the night passed the wind of growth washed over the world and the boy, clearing away the clouds and his heart at the same time. The next morning, he opened his eyes, shining with sparkles. They were clearer than ever. He stood up from his spot, took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and went outside his room.

It was early, given Feng Yun and the other's routine they were still meditating. Yang Dao entered the kitchen made himself a simple meal and started to eat in silence. The maids saw him and wanted to approach but the calm atmosphere was so satisfying that they restrained themselves from disturbing the scene.