Little Mute was carrying a stick with buckets of water on each side, climbing up the steep steps towards the temple. Frankly, he was tired from doing this almost every single day-- he wanted to learn kung fu, like everyone else, and take revenge for his father! Ever since he witnessed the death of his beloved father, he made a vow of silence. If he ever finds his father's killer, he will speak. He's not mute-- he just decides not to speak and is dedicated to it.

Though, today's a bit different. He didn't expect to see someone he had never seen before, climbing up the steep steps too.