As new day began, Kai Yang woke up and started to tidy his bed. Taking the broom lying in the corner of the small room, he walked out while at the front door stretching a little. He looked up to see the touch of grey in highlighting dawn sky and closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. He was enjoying this moment of peace, before he had to start his assigned work of sweeping the ground free of the dirt and leaves.
Dressed in black clothes that were simple and clean, the worn black colour seemed to highlighted the youth’s loneliness and years of isolation there. His spine was as straight as a javelin with a meticulous expression on his face. Even though he was completing the lowest ranked job, Kai Yang’s actions were very well executed. Exerting little force on the broom and with only the rotation of his wrist, the broom moved effortlessly. When his body moved, the dust and trash on the ground seemed to magically accumulate in one place around him, just like they had grown a pair legs.
Kai Yang was the Sky Tower’s trial disciple as he had trained for three years, yet only reached the tempered body third stage. Other disciples who had entered at the same time as him, long surpassed this and reached higher stages. Thus, they were all able to enter into the main building, pay their respects and make steps towards their futures. He could only lament about his inadequacy in the outer grounds.