On the morning of March 7, the ancient town was quiet, and there was a veil covering the air.
At six o'clock, Ethan Chase and Zhang Jin had returned from jogging and were practicing Tai Chi at the entrance of the camp. Ten minutes later, Wu Qillong, Zhu Yin, Ma Shuruo and others came out of the building yawning.
"You're here early." Wu Qillong greeted.
"I'm used to practicing." Zhang Jin said with a smile.
"Good morning, everyone." Ethan Chase stopped and said to everyone.
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