The Retired Life of the Martial Arts Leader

Lin Yi's Retired Life, July, at the height of summer, the sun is scorching the earth, and the heat wave is rolling, as if the whole world is being heated. The sky is high and blue, without a trace of cloud, only the scorching sun in the sky, spreading its heat mercilessly. The trees on both sides of the street drooped under the scorching sun, as if they were silently enduring the torment of the scorching heat. Lin Yi was lazily sitting on the chair behind the counter, looking at the sparse pedestrians outside the inn with half-squinted eyes, holding a fan in his right hand and fanning himself from time to time. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.