At three in the morning, Wei Tu checked his biological clock, rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the kang bed, put on a coat in the dark, and went to the stable outside to light a lamp and start feeding the horses.,As for the martial arts combat techniques, with peace prevailing in the world right now, there isn't much use for them. Of course, if an opportunity arises, Wei Tu wouldn't hesitate to learn.,Fifteen years ago, when he was six years old, his father, Wei Bao, sold him to the Li household as a servant and farmhand.。