Winter is always such a tranquil season. It is the time of the year where the earth retreats into slumber, where everything seems to go to rest, awaiting the coming spring. Snowflakes danced in the sky, drifting slowly before eventually landing on the ground.

Cool air fills your lungs as you step out into the courtyard, footprints trailing behind in the soft snow. You had expected peace and quiet, but instead you heard the sounds of fists punching the air and the ruffle of clothes.

Leaning against the wooden railing, you observe your classmate, Qinghua, as she practices her martial skills. Her hands collides with a non-existent foe, moving gracefully yet with lethal force...