Lin Mo stood up from his mat and he instantly noticed the subtle change in his body. His movement became smoother. He tested it by stepping forward.
To his surprise, his body shifted as a faint afterimage was left behind. He darted to the left and then pivoted to the right, each motion seamless and silent. The air barely stirred, yet he crossed the formation's boundary in a blink. "Not bad for a lazy shopkeeper, huh?"
"Yes. It's not bad, but Shopkeeper, be careful. You might hit them. It's still hard to control, right?"
"Well, now that you mention it, it feels like I'm just stepping on a gas pedal without the ability to steer the wheel."
"Gas pedal? Steer the wheel? Uh…" Yangyang tilted her head, not understanding Lin Mo's analogy.
