The streets were shrouded in darkness.
The cold night air was eerily silent.
Although Hangzhou was a city of revelry, as the night deepened and dawn approached, it too fell into quietude.
It was similar to how even the bustling areas of Hongdae or Gangnam in Korea would quiet down around 4 a.m.
"People can't stay noisy forever. Even the innkeepers need to sleep."
During the hour of Yin (3 a.m. to 5 a.m.), Jin Cheon-hee woke up early and began his breathing exercises.
Despite the heavy feast the day before, his stomach felt fine.
"Being young really has its perks."
Perhaps it was thanks to the delicious food.
Already, he felt hungry again.
"Maybe I'll have steamed egg whites for breakfast."
It was similar to Korean steamed eggs, but the difference was that it used egg whites and tofu, steamed thoroughly.
It was delicious whether eaten with soy sauce or chili oil.
"And I'll have Dongpo pork again."
His mouth watered at the thought.
In three days—no, two days now—he would have to bid farewell to the Dongpo pork from this place.
It was a pity.
As he slowly cleared his mind, he regulated his breathing.
The pure energy of the Five Elements circulated slowly through his dantian.
It was the usual cycle.
After completing one cycle, he gradually expanded his spiritual sense.