Chương 1028: Little brother Qing

Ma Yuan engraved Yang Qing's words into his heart and resumed his meditation, carefully combing through his cultivation and the experience born from his spar with Peng Zhen. Some time passed before he finally felt he had gained enough insight for the day. He stood up, cupped his fists toward Yang Qing in gratitude, and left for Chief Song Chuan's abode.

"Has this place ever been so silent?" murmured Yang Qing as he looked around, taking in the gentle silence.

For as long as he could remember, ever since he had gotten the abode, it had always been full of activity. In the early days, it was mostly his family, particularly his mother, who kept worrying excessively if Yang Qing would be able to live on his own. 

Had Yang Qing been a normal young man, he would have puffed his chest in defiance at her remark, launching into a tirade of words about how he was a man and perfectly capable of living on his own.