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"": "Easy enough to say, but truly hard to do.
Luo Bin wondered what Luo Feng had lived through to develop such nerves of steel.
"Steady hands, a steady heart. Whatever happens, never let go of your knife. That's the first and most essential principle of our Luo Family's knife technique," Luo Feng said again. "If your hand had been steady that day, that Two-Legged Sheep couldn't have hurt your shoulder."
His heart tightened again.
Only then did Luo Bin realize that Luo Feng had started teaching him!
Perhaps Luo Feng had also realized that they simply had no time to sit quietly in the courtyard, one teaching and the other learning?
"Steady hands, a steady heart," Luo Bin murmured, then said softly, "I'll do my best, Dad."
"My son doesn't merely do his best. He gives it everything he has!"
Luo Feng's words rang out with conviction.
Zhang Li opened his eyes.
The sunlight was so bright, so dazzling.
Was it this late already?
With a start, Zhang Li suddenly rolled over and got out of bed.
His mind was surprisingly clear. He had slept long enough that most of his physical discomfort had faded.
He had intended to wake at first light and head to You Jiang's House as soon as the Able-Bodied Team left the village.
He raised his arm to check his watch, and his expression darkened.
It was already noon?
Was Luo Bin's calming sleep medicine actually more effective than sleeping pills?
Climbing out of bed, Zhang Li washed his face, grabbed a couple of bites to eat, and hurried out of the Bamboo Grove Courtyard.
He stayed off the village roads. That would make him too conspicuous.
Although no one would pay any attention to him, Zhang Li