With permission granted, Lan Wangji steps at last across the threshold into the room Grantaire has been using. He considers the punching bag and considers everything he has just seen from Grantaire. Thereafter, he shucks the two outermost layers of his robes, his belt, and his qiankun pouch; he folds the robes and sets them in a neat pile, the belt coiled neatly, the pouch atop it all. This leaves him in his undershirt, his trousers, and a skirt, along with his boots.
After one slow breath, he spins into a high kick aimed at the bag. He is trying to emulate Grantaire's technique, rather than exert much force, but the sole of his boot does strike decisively anyway.
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After one slow breath, he spins into a high kick aimed at the bag. He is trying to emulate Grantaire's technique, rather than exert much force, but the sole of his boot does strike decisively anyway.