Chapter 22

Ritian woke up earlier than both of the youth in the house. He slapped his arms and legs, mildly annoyed with the mosquitoes hanging around him to provide company at four in the morning. If this was the modern age, he would have complained at how early was he cooking breakfast but since it's the ancient time, he woke up early to cook another batch of white porridge.

He cooked the rice until it could be swallowed easily. The smooth texture contains just the right amount of salt. This should enlighten Gino on how much to put in next time.

At five in the morning, Evo padded in the kitchen, mumbling a soft greeting towards him before cleaning his face in the sink. "You usually wake up this early?"

'No. I can't sleep last night.' Maybe it was because of the new surrounding but Ritian find it difficult to get a wink of sleep. 'This is fine. It's good to practice myself into waking up early anyway.'

"Let's go to the mountain after breakfast. The school starts at nine. Gino will be there to e