Cheon Ma was taking a stroll through the vast landscape of enormous trees and vegetation as he looked up ahead and saw them training. They had joined the sect a year ago and had been progressing slowly but surely. He stood observing them, their footwork, the way their muscles moved and how they breathed. It was okay, but there were still flaws. He approached them and glared down. "You still haven't perfected that move by now," he said, looking down at them sharply. "Work harder and put more effort in. You need to be strong if you want to survive in this world." He folded his hands over his chest and looked down at her with an unamused expression, his face unreadable. He also liked Nicole.