Yuyang City, Lingyun Dojo.
Mu Yuze had just finished today's sparring session and was changing out of his sweat-soaked shirt when someone shouted from outside, "Mu Yuze, let's go get ice cream!"
He slipped on a clean piece of shirt and turned to see that it was Zhong Yun on the doorway, the most extroverted and easy-going student of the dojo, also one of Mu Yuze's rare friends who did not mind his cold and taciturn personality when others tend to keep a distance from him.
Mu Yuze closed his locker and grabbed his bag on the bench to sling it over his chest. He shook his head in response to the boy's question, "Not today."
"Woah woah woah, what's with your voice?!" Zhong Yun exclaimed in surprise. "No wonder you are quieter than usual. Did you catch a cold?"
